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Gills

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Tell me what’s below the surface since

I’m drowning inside out, shout at me louder

Talk to me faster, isn’t that what is life

All about?

I forgot my own name and my body’s desire,

Irrespective of doubt, open eyes closing shut

To contain all the fire that was dripped from

The fire, isn’t that what is life all

About?

G.

Written by mutsunake

August 1, 2008 at 3:41 pm

Posted in English, Word salad

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