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comments screened. [21 Jun 2028|06:00pm]
When I came down the dawn poured into me. I shook 'em up, the walls came crumbling. My fists kept trembling with these salty wounds, my stolen gold inside the emperors tomb. Now painting rainbows on my ugly face, I built this cardboard neighborhoods disgrace. But I ascend and serve my feverish need within the confines of such chemistry. It's the way I see everything I need, it's no way to be. Let this be our little secret, no one needs to know were feeling higher and higher and higher, higher and higher and higher. But I feel alive and I feel it in me, up and up I keep on climbing; higher and higher and higher, higher and higher and higher. My face blew up at such a casual sight, this miracle is of ecstatic fright. The rush above me to oblivion, outlining wet sidewalks in halogen. Oh have you ever felt so goddamn strong? How come it takes some people so damn long. He tried to squeeze the lemon juice to rain, the citrus drawing out the scene in stains. Watch the basin drain as your life lines wane, and you cant explain as your friends complain. You've caused all this pain and you proudly shame your whole families name. Let this be our little secret; no one needs to know were feeling higher and higher and higher, higher and higher and higher.
but i feel alive and i feel it in me;
up and up and keep on coming!

LOCATION: SEATTLE, WASHINGTON
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