December 15, 2010 by Abode Camp in Nirvana

Endless, Nameless


Silence, here I am. I am, silence.
Bright and clear, it’s what I am. Silence, I am.
Mother, father. Father, mother.
Death and violence. Exicitement, I am.
Dyin’, lyin’. Dyin’, fo to hell—aaoohh!
Mother, no was. No mas, Mama.
Still, silence. I am, hurt again. I’magine that, crime.
Here I am, (chargin’).
Dead.
Die.






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