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take me here- so that I'm not eaten through
because the acid never bubbles out from sound
and then the memories are all perfect In their
ballerina stasis.
Make time pause-
that moment will be Holy
But I will never be the same.
which is why the acid bubbles
and those silver dancers on the negative
are bound to miss a cue.
when the bitches fall we'll laugh-
cause there's nothing left to do.
- by TheKhamaseen |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 04/22/2010 |
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- Title: Photographic
- Artist: TheKhamaseen
- Description: the holy moment that never is
- Date: 04/22/2010
- Tags: photographic
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