This serves as a vessel for my other forms of art. Dark, mysterious, miscellaneous, weird, poetry and eventually I'll try to make this into a store for my music project Kro and my name for my poetry books "The House of Sleep.
Monday, July 12, 2010
1/05/2009
There's a rock in my stomach That I cannot digest Just like a thought I cannot comprehend My face was warm The rest of me was cold I felt like I was coming down with something This rock in my stomach Will not dissolve
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