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oxygen please
Contributed by
jdioo
on
Wednesday, 27th March 2013 @ 05:57:00 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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Im trying to figure out why i have so many ideas but when i put my fingers to the keyboard i get dyslexia my thoughts scramble and i start thinking of the t.v. and what if spongebob was watching me because this life is parallel to what i think i see what if im in bakini bottom bakini bottom because im underneath my problems screaming for air even as i breath im a hypocrite but im sick of water im tired of this rhythmatic sea and my future flowing bye me trying to ride with the current but my backstroke is sloppy i never learned how to swim
floating is my hobby
touching stars that don't want to be touched and hugging onto the space between even when it's make believe it makes me believe that one day ill be heard when i scream one day ill wake up in my dreams and live a life parallel to me the deep sea
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2013-03-27 17:57:00] (Date/Time posted on
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