they might be ghosts and devils
but they’ve been good friends to me
when they make me move my limbs
I am weightless and I am free.
so what if I wake up and can’t remember
so what if I wake up and my bodys sore
its still better than being held under
better than washing up on the shore

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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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