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Bluelighter
Liven up yourself *more boring dribble added
my life in a 1-2 minutes
Grade A weed
pasta fazool
book - Phil Lesh... searching for the sound
pink lemonaide with 10 mg of crushed klonapin
an inhaler
a xanax ubder the tongue
a un shaven face
and some buprenorphine up my nose
My eyes are glazed over, I am relaxed and comfortable with visions of weird 1950's surgical rooms. Licking my sweater feels good. Rainy dreary night and with myself.
Can you picture what will be [digital]
So limitless and free [death]
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand [power of others]
In a...desperate land [sigh]
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There is a little key on my forehead but I can turn it to open my mind to write. So I quit/
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30 second view of my mind:
lake calm
head pretty clear stars glimmering against the backdrop of a scrolling blackened outline of [deep] forrest
Treetops twisting in the breeze
rolling in an biological organic wave.
Just as the sea
just as the mountain ranges
just as mathematical sine waves
Disturbed cracking a beer
beautiful eye what lies behind them is anybodies guess
My guess:
Vain, women stumbling, from... gimme a xanax...to who does drugs pleause...to whos got a line.
Pasted behind those doe like eyes is a plerplexed person, warped mirrors.
my life in a 1-2 minutes
Grade A weed
pasta fazool
book - Phil Lesh... searching for the sound
pink lemonaide with 10 mg of crushed klonapin
an inhaler
a xanax ubder the tongue
a un shaven face
and some buprenorphine up my nose
My eyes are glazed over, I am relaxed and comfortable with visions of weird 1950's surgical rooms. Licking my sweater feels good. Rainy dreary night and with myself.
Can you picture what will be [digital]
So limitless and free [death]
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand [power of others]
In a...desperate land [sigh]
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There is a little key on my forehead but I can turn it to open my mind to write. So I quit/
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30 second view of my mind:
lake calm
head pretty clear stars glimmering against the backdrop of a scrolling blackened outline of [deep] forrest
Treetops twisting in the breeze
rolling in an biological organic wave.
Just as the sea
just as the mountain ranges
just as mathematical sine waves
Disturbed cracking a beer
beautiful eye what lies behind them is anybodies guess
My guess:
Vain, women stumbling, from... gimme a xanax...to who does drugs pleause...to whos got a line.
Pasted behind those doe like eyes is a plerplexed person, warped mirrors.
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