You must remember.
Most words aren't real. Most things that your eyes will wonder through are thoughts and thoughts and thoughts,
that I forced into a few meaningless sentences . Nothing is real.

Monday, September 7, 2009

The claws of my thoughts are scrapping at the inside of my ribcage.
My jaw rattles with its music.

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