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[hadjimoko777]

We feel like a tragic movie,
we fell again
so goddamn hard....
and not all falling things have wings,
or that are at the very least broken....
broken beginnings grow broken
disasters....like the
solitude feelings kept under general
promiscuity,
she has to have vodka for the eyes under
spell....

know what the stray cat feels;
have something of your own before your sick,
and the stars won't help...stars on earth...
for the luck of another centuries worth,
of words and falling apart...
falling apart people: in rooms of such a time...
the time calms down, sister on the floor...
porcelain doll, that fell...crashed...
shattered on the floor before my eyes,
under crowns and girls....

smokey rooms for the blues...you found it....