Saturday, December 23, 2006

where the way is less then before

before the way gets too much less then a shadow in life as my eyes explode for you inside and out where there were things we would now and never do because they are there where we were where the way was less then before and is not more for the clouds without end in a rain lasting a day and forever it seems like the day's way is less then before still the trying cares of us use fusion and fixing the ram-bot into a lot of smaller pots and pans as hell becomes open and then closes around us all we remember where the light was that came through the lines of fire and night where nothing ever becomes there were we touch together and scare one another like children riding the sand box to the edge of the rock and less room to roam with the foam of the sea of tears in the crying skies lies our lifeless pretty red insides and out of our other side is the life we once new so well got to go talk to you later keep the fire warm and open the windows for some air for the fire needs air and the air needs some pans to fry....

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