birdmad the big come-down
from a lietime of belief and aspiration and expectation

gun-shy and cynical
[R5]Syckle the big come-down
from a lifetime of exercise and pain yet wonderous hope

earthbound and critical
Mahayana Salva Mea

How can I change the world if I can't even change myself?
I cannot change the way I am?
I don't know, I don't know.
I take a look at the world behind these eyes,
Every nook, every cranny reorganize,
Realize my face don't fit the way I feel.
What's real?
I need a mirror to check my face is in place,
Incase of upheaval, fundamental movement below,
What's really going on I want to know,
But yo, we don't show on the outside, so slide.
Just below my skin I'm screaming...
I need a mirror for my spirit,
Yeah, can you feel it?
When I get deep, want to hear myself sleep,
Not drowning, tumbling around and around in the voices
Like a crowd in my head so loud,
I wonder what it's like to be dead,
I hope it's quiet, noise in my head like a riot,
Any remedy you have for me I'll try it.
Just below my skin I'm screaming...
I'm going deep, so deep that I can't sleep,
The pills ain't cheep but the bills are steep,
So I [?] with a booze and a spiff,
Try to snooze,
But who's dreaming, this is win or loose,
Put down the drink, try not to think,
Let it go, fundamental movement below,
And yo, reality is dreaming,
Just below my skin I'm screaming...

-- Faithless
werewolf he felt horrible. he'd have to tell her. he walked on and there were no thoughts that erased it, just the same old staleness of him and the wrong. he thought maybe eternity was this. just living this walk over and over again. having to go and shatter the look on the face that loved you, having to erase that look of love, because you betrayed it, you mistrusted or were blind and you gave up on the love you already had which was unbeknownst to you, the only love you were looking for. you had to in his imagining of eternity, always return to the disappoiintment of the one face that could've loved you. 040412
goatse haha lame 040413
what's it to you?
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