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Published: 2012-07-01 00:40:35 +0000 UTC; Views: 122; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 1
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Can you feel the air rush past...As if standing in the rain...
Can you simply comprehend
How you yourself makes the dismay
Can you try to light a candle
At a lonely chapel
For a body not yet in the grave
Yet the mirror stays
Do you see a monster
In the mirror there
Do you smell the pig shit
Wafting through the air
Do you hear a cackle
Coming from the crows
Do you know you're one foot closer
To the deafening blows
Do you even know at all
That you are your own hell
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Comments: 4
ARTnoob In reply to samuelquenton [2012-07-01 01:14:37 +0000 UTC]
Haha, well, that's what I get for being drunk...
And thank you...
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samuelquenton In reply to ARTnoob [2012-07-01 19:40:19 +0000 UTC]
aha i enjoy writing while drunk, less inhibitions
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ARTnoob In reply to samuelquenton [2012-07-01 20:22:14 +0000 UTC]
Pretty much.
Less breaks in concentration.
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