January 2011
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slow motion dream a shot i nearly missed god damn beautiful faces slowly moving to the west weve come to watch the sun sunshine bring me closer to god hear the music of the waves the change of the trees and when the time comes we will all sing bringing our harmonies to match one another musical magic frequencys crept in your ears to wake you with tears of beauty once known but often forgot the...
I don’t feel alright in spite of these comforting sounds you make. I don’t feel alright because you make promises that you break. Into your house, why don’t we share our solitude? Nothing is pure anymore but solitude. It’s hard to make sense, feels as if I’m sensing you through a lens. If someone else comes, I’d just sit here listening to the drums. Previously I...