

Misaligned ShuttersI'm running out of words to say. losing my taste, blurring relentless, like a blunt blade or a dim lit day, or a bent ruler made out of clay.Misaligned Shutters
is it queer waking up, or odd staying awake? doing both, a lost route routine. your self propelled projection is chapped-in.
and yet how ironic as it may seem, this says im out of track, coating minds, what do i mean? whoever said it was you i lack.
finally taking my random dose, photographs under and over exposed. your mirror-locking mocking was isolated. end all of this, tattered things turni


This PrerogativeI'm abbreviating ideas--becoming vague, out of focus. though all i needed to say was just an arrowhead. pointing past windows and under blankets, turning over pages, rebounding off walls, spread across a mind full of lakes and rivers heard by the pale sunlight through life's avenue and yet it's not even as bright as the shadows embracing her revolution a shallow cancellation of everything that was left behind. returning to our conformed confidentialities, resetting to this negative bliss. as if I've been locked indoors or on a misleading probation every breath makes me juThis Prerogative
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permanently blue for you..
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"Nothing is inevitable. The future is not written in stone"
it's angeli. your slightly odd and noisy frontmate from Ahead
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I meant what I said and I said what I meant.
-dr. seuss
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pls. visit my gallery
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comments/faves are really much appreciated!
your art is jus amazing
keep up the good work =]
dont worry, i will.
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tag! your priced--political values and covered-up clues
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