Ponders on

The distances between the galaxies rotating in my extremities are extremely small. I fall into several obscure categories which are deep enough to drown me. Where are the stars to light my way? A universe inside my head dying dying almost dead the darkness blends in with the night that bends in through the door…

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Starred

You can drink me in and lip sync me out I love it when you’re all about me. my shoulder to cry on to live and to lean on to cry on to die for the reason I try more and more for. She plants a kiss on me a scented blossom tree senses running…

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The Neptune queue

I take a breathing space to find my place somewhere out there, just in case I run out of time. The needle points less to pointless pleasure, I stick it to me what joy, what treasure. On the carousel I go round the circus we call hell and can you tell me why this is…

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