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the worn away stones of cathedrals

drunk and still drinking
at seven in the morning,
what i must do,
is to be done
soon...

*

there's a girl somewhere
that i love
and that
confuses me

*

killed a beer
killed a man
the world will one day
kill me
and what can I do about it
I won't complain

just like the bruises on my face
and the money that is held
in other people's
banks.

*

I'm a man
and little
else.

I'm a monument to nothing
a golden dust speck
on the protruding nose
of a statue
that looks nothing
like a man.

*

I eat the rats of poison and diseases
when starving
I kiss the whores of nothingness
when feeling
like
nothingess
am I?
are we?
I love you...
am I?
are we?

I killed a man.

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  • Breathe-Gray
    October 30

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    What the fuck, dude. You are the most up and down person I know, and I hope this isn't a reflection of how you're doing for real.

    Keep me updated.


  • righteousme
    October 29

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    your ramblings are the realest of real poetry ... the dreams i have written out ... the thoughts i have shoved in my face ... i love it and you ...


  • righteousme
    October 29
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    your ramblings are the realest of real poetry ... the dreams i have written out ... the thoughts i have shoved in my face ... i love it and you ...