Perfectly Alignedfeelings bloom explode like fireworks night time flowers in the sky i smell the fragrance and the smoke left in the wake of confusion it is too much to ask that they exist there forever in the sky? however, they reside in my mind like the pages of photo albums and the faces and lines all perfectly aligned in memories and in timePerfectly Aligned
marshmallow eyescrushed apricot leaves broken in a mass of fingers all reaching at the same tree struggling to climb the same heightsmarshmallow eyes
he looks at me with marshmallow eyes twice as soft and three times as big only he knows what i hold in my hands he is one of those people living in the outskirts of a ghost town, never giving up: even on the shadows of lives
i broke the skin on my lips i tore a hole in my side i crumbled faster than dying autumn leaves and without a second thought
this world is too round the sky, too open, for me to survive and
erasurethere is some place in life where street lights paint gold over grey and others where they melt, gnawing and faded some hearts march forward in skies of lightning and sand storm meeting finger prints that stamp out memories all of these deaths, they endure without bitter pits of despair or worn shoes that never fix themselveserasure
they dream of rainbow miracles or profound inquiries such as existence just a boy and his paint brush a girl and her violin
mine is only a whisper a cryptic smile a path to nowhere i'm not one of those
People seem to love that picture of mine, with the broken rubick's cube. I'm not sure why though ...
Well, anyway, thanks again, I really appreciate it!
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Sand is overrated. It's just tiny, little rocks.
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There is no salvation in becoming adapted to a world which is crazy.
-Henry Miller
I wasn't really giving the simplicity of it too much thought at the time, but I do agree with you: Minimalism is a good thing.
It took me ages for me to place each of those little cubes, though. They were meticulously positioned, but the goal was to make it look entirely natural.
Welp, thank ya's again!
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Sand is overrated. It's just tiny, little rocks.
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"Which way did he go, George?"
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Wipe your feet really good on the rhythm rug
If you feel the urge to freak, do the jitterbug
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Reverend V
[ Dr. (Wo)manhattan ]
"Does the human heart know chasms so abysmal?"
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Burn Baby Burn....
Have a great day
p.s. You have some cool pics in your gallery
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Fill me up to the brim with ink, shake me vigorously and press me as hard as you can
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"Which way did he go, George?"
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