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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: Booksie Classic
From the realms of the sticky ink blot, lodged between your consciousness, comes a day dream dilemma.

Submitted: January 30, 2015

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Submitted: January 30, 2015




Cause we don't know where we're going, and we struggling to find the point in this so called artist show.


Where's Bez?

Get your head around here, quickly then you plonker.

I would go and get another beer.

No, I wouldn't get another.


Cause I'm broad point sure.

It's all crystal headed boy girl scene here.

Throw them on to their toasted coloured dreams. Watch them squiver and shimmer.

Felt like I was on a light limbo.

Fire caused so much gringo.

Cause I go out dressed down.. And I feel like I'm going to kill him. He doesn't wanna let go. Like a cheapened crab, he will though.

Blood on my hands, you make it so hard to live. I squimmer down inside to make it feel alright again.

Ink on your blotting, are you come a running?

Do you kind of see the point?

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