Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Sunday, March 7, 2010

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The sun and the sea, together make me
incinerating splash, bubbles and ash
attack, relax, sleep, dream
only to live through a midnight plane crash
Waking up in a dried out carcass
of a luxury that used to offer me nuts and juice
i can scream all i want
i can be all i want
i want to be a scream lost at sea
where all that's left is the beating sun to recycle me.

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