6 Kasım 2010 Cumartesi

heaven smells with echoes

he said that
l m smelling like heaven
thats the point l said
you create your own airleaven
seeds from hell
lve born there
than gave it to heaven
along with me
endlees growing hair
dimer in all angel echoes
or beraber inde in a caos
time reacting with you liquid
disintegrate me also
while drawing spaces
singing your water thats all
being floating astronauts
is the same feeling
with that
fleshing lost souls
wasnt the last day s smoke
remind me of your pure owl smog

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