(Bruce Lee was All Energy, taken from this planet...)
I am nothing.
My soul is white,
not even a color.
All those days boasted, counted
come undone in one irrational step.
Longer than the listless nights,
Longer than the afternoons,
humdrum, journeying into
night…
If I could've held on a little longer...
One more drink and I cross the line
one more line...
and there are faces
hidden in the trees.
About Me
- Eatkhash
- look at how much mileage you guys are gettring with my perversions and sadness, my mind's a goldmine. No, you freakin hobo, I'm not hearing voices—they are trying to communicate with me through youtube, and websightes, and naughty ones, im not too sure what to do when i get riled up huah hauh hauh hauh hauh hauh hauh hahuh ahuh hauh hauh hauh hauh ahuh hahuh hauh hauh hauh hahuh
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