I want to settle down. Im tired of myself. And the building up for breaking down. Its a stilllife overflow. Im stuck below zero. A flood of feeling in madeup meaning. A rush until there is no remainder. But I wont stop kissing clocks until I find love. And Ill scream until we are no longer empty. And youll be a heart beat away. A black hole forming. That will dissolve and disintigrate Into nothing.
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