Novel Job
By Jara
novel job hiding your scars wanna write wanna get high right minded freak reading socrates for the hell of it do people actually do that? tastes like a dream catching reality with it's teeth and they cant detect what it's really about I like it like that free lance for sanity finger picking for stability dusting of pieces in the attic of my dreams to feel something wanna write wanna get high novel job playing god pick myself up fall again find a man to call my own leave him crying again welcoming darkness my faithful friend alone in an iron bed we laugh at our behavior talking to one another sipping eeriness to escape the mirrors entwined thorned beaten masked confusion all I need is love novel job losing your mind wanna write wanna get high Written February 26th, 2002 © on Feb 26 2002 06:25 AM PST 0 • 1
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"novel job hiding your scars..."