Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Bits & Pieces


Tethered to the sea I don't belong. No longer growing, but drowning in lack of expansion.


I'm standing still while everyone's moving in the same fast pace with the same mask-based face. Plain lives laced with space to move. Space to improve, but no choices to choose.

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3 comments:

  1. Stephanie!June 17, 2010 at 6:22 PM

    I want to make these into songs man.
    AHHHHawesome.

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  2. briantologyJune 18, 2010 at 10:54 PM

    I give you the permission to do so. I would enjoy that very much.

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  3. AnonymousJuly 29, 2010 at 10:02 PM

    hahaha that last stanza! Youve always been quite the rapper.

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