

2 + 2Blue Devils in your hand Theater of the absurd Punch-drunk and scatterbrained, The night blurs onward2 + 2
You've got a Cheshire cat grin Don't I? Your blather fades away Your favorite song comes by
In blue, red, purple Ecstatic fantasy Out of control Into lunacy
The walls abandon shape Come close, close, closer We'll jump ship As you comatose
White Widow aglow To the edge of night The end of delirium End of our flight
One and one make three Stop enjoying this Two and two make five &
by £deviantWEAR
by ~indie-cisive
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Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole.
Just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound..
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There's a good reason why this signature is here, I just haven't figured it out yet.
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this is a link to a MAGICAL place:[link]
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would you come with me to be six feet under the stars? to touch the moon and to ride on the galaxy's back? i thought you would.
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Katie Franke
Traditional Art Gallery Moderator
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