Flow on, my love
As I travel through white halls
With antiseptic smells, white gloves, blurred out faces, bright light
I sit still, barely able to move with fear
I become one with the furniture I sit on
I feel life flowing into me, foreign life, and as blood wakes me up again
I never went to sleep
I am alive today to see you my love
To meet you my love
To meet my friends
And walk these trails together
We share common experiences
I was traumatized into enjoying the life, loving life, again
Travel on
I felt pain seep into every pore of my body
I felt you slip away from my veins
You are happy and content with another love
Go
Travel out of every pore of mine
Leave my body
Say good-bye to my cells
Silence
Old love new hate longing to let go of all of my anger of you
Renew my body
Now is the time
Here
Hippies
And tepees by mountain streams
I know my lad
I don't like all the music
But now is the time
Rebirth
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beauty of GO
don't mean much
just spontaneous scribbling
music=peter and the wolf
she is gone
You know I loved her but Jesus loved her best.
the beauty of GO
un
High
Jackable
don't mean much
just spontaneous scribbling
music=peter and the wolf
she is gone
You know I loved her but Jesus loved her best.
the beauty of GO
un
High
Jackable
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