Back To Index Spill Canvas"Bracelets" I found fountains of imagery that are passing Through me like a knife From a group of friends that prefer to attack from the back I'm trying to grasp concepts of your dimensions While my universe is laced around your wrist I am the bracelet you sport I am everything that you have ever missed, and more I was hoping I could tell you this with two feet on the ground But I don't think I can talk, because I'm not very stable right now In this dream that I had.... |
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