im quite the looker- so whats that matter!!!
No matter how hard i try to look- im seein grey times in this mirror
Pain more physical-climbing this ladder-possibly falling so fast i cant quite remember
Up or down deacon does it matter- lifes series of events just seem to scatter....
I'll wait a second-looking at my checklist-
i've stopped eating but im still breathing--my problems hit a new chapter---
excepting things i never thought before..
down to a T i wish to be some place but i cant see anymore
A dream to flee from--a surface to clean more--im just not me anymore...
reverting from mind to reality-sickness
Wow where did you get that SHIRT!!!!
This shirt? AHHHHHHH a fashionable view isnt it..
Sketched out by hand from a lower level unfortunate
inadequate to be perserved at a normal beings surface..
But i wear it beautifully not that it matters...
My mind inside chatters....
Wake up deacon who are you?....
Im nothing more than a ceiling of thoughts..
Brought out like industrial plots...
ahh a picture perfect man inside he's not....
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wow kicked this one out like a veggie burger....
werd