

Still LifeEveryday you pose; Stripped; Clothed; Identifying, mystifying; You submit to the exposure, Resenting the attempts to iconify your soul; Now just a static blur, stamped into nature; Abused blues dyed in your melancholy. Try to add colour to your desaturated self, It's just a matter of time before you fade into someone else. Just a matter of life-forming into a lost cause. Step out the lines they've begun drawing, And away from a mesmerizing paralysis;Still Life
Becoming your


InsultOne, two, three, four-- the more you say, the less I adore you-- Stung, you sting me with your songs of egotistic monologues, they chime and rhyme and ring into time that you've "wasted with me" and I listen I listen--still trying to find the harmony but it takes-- takes-- takes-- &Insult
But who?
I guess this means you have someone out there who admires you!
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