[dead man]

And at night when you watch the time on the clock and the lights are all off you see your life and you stop lying to block what's inside and what's not, what's hiding in God.

i dunno man. im torn between praising you for your acute sensibilities and criticizing your bleak outlooks on everything. feeling like cakebrah right about now. anyway, one would be terribly hypocritical and the other boring and useless for you.

i dont even know if youre still in a place that requires feedback or criticism or critique or whatever synonyms we have for om responses. but as far as a comment is concerned i think your ability to strip away the decor and leave behind a bare and bleeding personal truth that happens to rhyme is what sets you apart and assures that you will never run out of 'material'. which is a term i use loosely.

you sound so powerless and disheartened its a bit sad to hear if im being honest. you are an exercise in empathic resistance.


thanks as always


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