you can try to keep busy::or you can try to keep drunk::and swear you’ll swim for the shore::when this ship has sunk::but if you stop moving::you’ll just think of this::and if you try sleeping::you’ll just dream of it

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About brian black

laugh at the horror, fill the past with the future, my head lines and heart lines reach out for each other.
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