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blank stare from pale face
a pasty color often admired on shores from white caps
room lit to pastel blue
extensions of inside exhaled thru cigarette smoke
fingers tap
the rythem demands it
though the space im in is deadened with
chasing the day
chasing the day
time is inconsistant with the way i feal
age as stood still yet years pass by
ive been taking from puzzles
now i paint clearer pictures
though each hour im wiping
emotions from my eyes
wiping away
wiping away
admire the nothingness layed out before you
the most beautiful sites have yet been to be seen
though eyes may be widened
the blindness becomes you
so often ignored like the wind thru the trees
so show me a canvis
ill paint you an aura
but dont be alarmed by the sites
that you see