Swallow me whole, Then I will be gone......
January 24, 2010 at 12:24am
Maybe I will come back in May
Hopefully I will know where to stay...
scratch on with your instruments
play with your hand held high
I will kick the dust into the sky...
light boxes turn to orbs in which I chase
walking home, I do not haste...
Embers burning walking far from, abnormality..
Looking back, who was that face?
A slow look over the shoulder
the smoke, it blew clear away from the chase...
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Just finding my way after many years of being lost... Living the California dream again and recovering from a twisted past... Each day, the Earth still spins and great things can become of anyone... What you see is what you get. I am either completely isolated, or the extreme opposite depending on my mood and the day. I am an advocate for Mental Health causes amongst other things. Learning to live a day to day life basically, but my past is full of chapters. Traveled and lived... I enjoy free flow writing, creative writing, stream, etc. Mixed Media Artist...
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