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the beast comes from the east with the silverbacked silverdollar in the palm of his hand and the extra eye burning bright brilliant light from the backs of his hands. i can't breathe, i can't breathe, please, let me up.
where will i go and who do i know who forgets? this is neither the time nor place, the place nor time, when you've been at the hatter's tea party too long the ink really starts to itch. i wonder: how many? how many? but then realize my words never were my own and, o, what was it? i did not think death had undone so many? silent claws like my teeth. sharks bread in butter.
when the revolution comes? it's not a question of when but if.
i'm such a fraud, in everything i do and say. but, i'm trying to change that.
the realization that there's no reason to be afraid of anyone ever. this was it.
where will i go and who do i know who forgets? this is neither the time nor place, the place nor time, when you've been at the hatter's tea party too long the ink really starts to itch. i wonder: how many? how many? but then realize my words never were my own and, o, what was it? i did not think death had undone so many? silent claws like my teeth. sharks bread in butter.
when the revolution comes? it's not a question of when but if.
i'm such a fraud, in everything i do and say. but, i'm trying to change that.
the realization that there's no reason to be afraid of anyone ever. this was it.