Start sad, be slow.
Dredge through the shit and go nowhere.
Light up for a second, think there's a way, try and explode.
It's working. Look at what's coming alive. Beautiful.
Wait, no it's not. It's not working at all. The beauty was shit.
What can I do? The fuse was used and I can't find a new one.
I'm going to stop for a little bit and start stacking powder kegs into my heart.
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About Me
- J.C. Moses
- Austin, Texas, United States
- I am a compulsive writer. None of my actual pieces will be displayed here. No, you the reader will be subjected to unrevised and unfocused entries... but I still love you, with all the red in my heart.
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