or am i the only one turning in opposite direction?
trapped somewhere, unnamed, a peak maybe who knows an abyss?
a short circuit in my brain, a silent yell
a fucked up body, a foggy mind
by 30 watt bulb lighted room with a cigarette hecho a mano...
tastes faded away, a sensless sniffing
wasting of time, a rape of time, a pleasure! oh yes!
slipping away of dreams, a delay
a numb comfort, a master hunter
could i just...well i don't know
out of actuality...
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