living life
By kittymeow
living life in paper cup the plastic wrap is to tight scream, release cool strangers in the night dark, fright images cruise along my bedroom walls, deviating from there corner happy homes why have i come here to this dream palace this self manifested reality what lurkd inside these illionary walls its all strange and out of place take back my senses give me back my eyes and broken limbs i awake and nothing has changed Written January 30th, 2002 © on Jan 29 2002 08:49 PM PST 10 • 0
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"living life in paper cup..."