

Insomniac ShuffleInsomnia dreams in the dead light of stars marauding as the monitor glow. Words shouting themselves ricochet downards across electric granite. Insomnia dreams in a red scrawl: sleep's desperate handprints breaking the window, clawing at the wall.Insomniac Shuffle
A funeral march stumbles backwards. The dregs of a memory loses its shoe in the dust. Sanity fragments and its shadows caw, flap their wings, and circle the ceiling. The dead turn clockwise. Insomnia dreams.
Two motes of dust meet, then separate, fall
Thanks! ~terrasoul
Thank you
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by Henry Ward Beecher
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take care..
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Complacence Kills.
Nov. 3rd or After Outwards, Nov. 3rd in NA.
it's VERY exciting.
did you like Reise, Reise?
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“Look, I'm not an intellectual - I just take pictures.”
thought police hahaha
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¡Esa hora irá creciendo cada día que pase, esa hora ya no parará más!
Verpiß Dich!
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