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everything was beautiful last night. liz and i walked into a painting and stars exploded and sparkled but when i turned my head the real stars came out and it made so much sense. "We've been walking for so long and I just now stepped into reality". and the moon led, and the stars followed and there was a major scene change.
things became perfectly ordered. mirrors reflections so much symmetry in every thing.
"we've done this before.."
"Fuck!, we just switched again"
I caught a ghost, I smoked an entire pack of cigarettes, everyone made
so
much
sense
except for myself in the bathroom mirror, after it stopped snowing in there, and i thought i was on the floor?ceiling? looking up?down? at me and if i reached out my hand i could pick me up, move me to the other side of liz, change my costume like a doll.
change of costume. it just wasnt working. it was so essential in the beginning, that scarf, but then it became a burden. it was too heavy. i shed it like a layer of skin and liz became orange, and then autumn, and then october midnights, and i,
i was at peace.
things became perfectly ordered. mirrors reflections so much symmetry in every thing.
"we've done this before.."
"Fuck!, we just switched again"
I caught a ghost, I smoked an entire pack of cigarettes, everyone made
so
much
sense
except for myself in the bathroom mirror, after it stopped snowing in there, and i thought i was on the floor?ceiling? looking up?down? at me and if i reached out my hand i could pick me up, move me to the other side of liz, change my costume like a doll.
change of costume. it just wasnt working. it was so essential in the beginning, that scarf, but then it became a burden. it was too heavy. i shed it like a layer of skin and liz became orange, and then autumn, and then october midnights, and i,
i was at peace.