Bleeding eyes, hurt by vision.
It's as if a soft, big hand that
used to caress absolutely
everything
has hurt absolutely everything,
(So it doesn't matter anymore)
and I just stay to stare
at some cloud leaving
This fetid ground is not for walking.
- Mood:
exanimate
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Bleeding eyes, hurt by vision.
It's as if a soft, big hand that
used to caress absolutely
everything
has hurt absolutely everything,
(So it doesn't matter anymore)
and I just stay to stare
at some cloud leaving
This fetid ground is not for walking.
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