thrice as much

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even after the falling of the skies, even after the seas dry out, even more as the sun stands still, i will remain. whether it is in the mind of other, whether it is in hearts of others... or so i'de like to believe. as an artist, i tend to let things in general influence me, but still i try to keep an objective view. as i try, let me ask you, where have all the flowers gone? i heard we'll be free someday and i feel the heat coming on to rescue me from this prison. is this a good reason? i'll try to feel some important facts before the sun is gone. i'll make fractals out of your thoughts and vectors from your ideas, then design the crazyest thing that comes to mind(your own business, i ain't got time for your bs!).

so talking about the last time we met for the first time... why? well so that the same does not happen when we meet again... for the first time... again... time... anyway! don't take away the toilet paper from them, they'll follow you to the end of the world after it, trust me, i tried, trust men, you never tried... or was it...? naaah, i doubt it so much that my doubts fill me like a sand bucket at the beach with 3 little indians (♫ one and a two and a three little indians ♪...). how about the swing? can it swim? can you swim if you swing towards the swan? try not to sink! the bottom is far and far is the bottom line, but it sounds more like a lie when i lay next to you and try to divide by 0 our time together and still get an answer suitable to this situation.

lets define this moment sublime with visions of the blind and look away within our own darkness. look it up in the diccionary, words that could give meaning to your feelings. try not to think too much about it or else you'll be lost within your own ways. find me an angel and maybe i'll breathe again that air so nasty filled with filth. have you decided about the first name yet? i have decided on the last one. how many? yes, how many do we rip on the daily? many many many.

try again! this time around it turned out to be really bad. have you seen the butcher? i heard specials were being given to those who brought fear and candy. if everything is new, then nothing is part of us, we went from new to not in less than a breath, that's why i asphyxiated before diving into the dry seas. i think it was the falling of the skies again that gave me such an effect inside. it was like... capture the flag in the red sea. oh shit! i can't see!

so this is where i leave you to it. don't think too much, it hurts after a while.

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