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Monday, June 02, 2008
¿Cuál es el límite?
I hate purity Hate goodness I dont want virtue to exist anywhere I want everyone corrupt
I am an architect, they call me a butcher I am a pioneer, they call me primitive I am purity, they call me perverted Holding you but I only miss these things when they leave
I am idiot drug hive, the virgin, the tattered and the torn Life is for the cold made warm and they are just lizards Self-disgust is self-obsession honey and I do as I please A morality obedient, only to the cleansed repented
I am stronger than mensa, miller and mailer I spat out plath and pinter I am all the things that you regret A truth that washes that learnt how to spell
The first time you see yourself naked you cry Soft skin now acne, foul breath, so broken He loves me truly this mute solitude Im draining I know I believe in nothing but it is my nothing
Sleep cant hide the thoughts splitting through my mind Shadows arent clean, false mirrors too many people awake If you stand up like a nail then you will be knocked down Ive been too honest with myself I should have lied like everybody else
I am stronger than mensa, miller and mailer I spat out plath and pinter I am all the things that you regret A truth that washes that learnt how to spell, learnt to spell
So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything So damn easy to cave in, man kills everything
Mutando desde 1981. Rock, Pop, cine, comics, literatura, filosofía, conspiranoias, cyberpunk, y tecnomisticismo. Explorador de sensaciones, romántico y cínico, especialista en venenos rápidos, pluma mercenaria, sindicalista, anarco-socialista, utopista
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