I’m on the outside looking in..hanging on by the teeth of my skin, when I do arrive I’m tearing it up.

The talcum powder floods my senses, reminding me of another house in some far away place I can’t recall, palm tree, snake in the sky, reeling me in with the faintest of call…

Things obscene cloud my view, my dream…my truth from you.

By Empirical Earth Angel

I came into this world with a fiery disposition, headstrong, only to be stifled by unconscious generational traumas. Now I am here, my fire has returned and I'm trying to live a dream like life, the life that's been waiting on me for years...won't you walk with me...

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