You buy yourself a drumset.
And you play it,
Until the blue breaks,
Leading the red into the ocean.
The waves which the rain makes.
And then you sleep.
To the sounds you produced.
To find a hand check twice.
If you’re dead.
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Amy Winehouse played a drum set before she died and her father had checked on her twice, after she played it and in the morning to just find her dead.
I found it beautiful.
Hello, shut up please.
I find death beautiful.
Written.
- drive to recast
- Genitalium
- working mica
- Paper Guns
- Hell
- Hold The Flag
- Before The Stripes
- High Addiction
- Red
- She drains the sun.
- Fucked
- There Is Something About Jack White
- The Blunderbuss Angel said The Union is Forever
- Broken Black Varnish Requiem
- Pale Blue Eyes
- Deviant's
- Fiji
- I Can't Wait
- Sparkly Plastic Machine
- Dagger In My Head
- Candy Cane
- Close
- Stale Smoke In A Running Circle
- Threesome
- What Difference Does It Make
- Used Lighter
- Humming Television Set
- Untitled 5Silence Seems To Feed Us
- Schizomilk
- Axe For Cork Extraction
- Fanfiction
- Ladder To The Red Moon Gathering
- Exit
- Paperbag Writer
- Papercut
- The Checkered Sky Above
- Short Stories
- Poems
- 13 is an Utopia
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