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The COAT...
Join Date: Jan 2013
Location: BC, Canada
Posts: 1,723
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"what was that you asked? ah. yes. well, night time is my time. i start to see the target eyes to the blind sky hearkened to catharsis i boarded in the doors, became a martyr in this darkness sitting dormant and i'm pouring out my heart onto the parchment when the chorus hits, i flourish. mixing marksmen with an artist and i'm storing all the nourishment, you're sharp but i'm the smartest... harboring the harvest while asleep to keep evolving rhythm, but feelin blind today with the way my dreams have engulfed my vision wheels of reeling splines the way it's blending in the fallen stitches it's a feeling so refined that I pledged allegiance for all existence it's my censor. shields me. i vent my feelings, absolved from living all thats sick, demented, healed. suppressing fear for raw beginnings on a mission and my logics endless, stencil in the scene for me start my thesis, carve it to completion as the pieces meet it's easy jotting images imprinted from a recent dream trick is to contain them in your brain because they mean to leave secrete into the sea of dreams as viscous masses of liquid matter in time, i'll bring them back since the rings intact and it's a factor the clouds arouse an inner passion as i sit within the blackness these distant showers are timid actors reenacting the pitter-padder i try to hide a smile but begin to laugh in mists of madness you asked me what inspires me, consider this your answer" -Edgar Allen Poe March 3rd, 1833
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