Thoughts and poems, and everything in between
As to my poems, there's no straight line between my thoughts and my poetry. My thoughts and my lyrics. Whenever i write I sort of leave my body, I think of nothing. Because all of my thoughts and feelings are now in my hands. They're pouring out, and leaving me.
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The Box of Time - filled with lies
I made a drawing to this, a strange clock pointing everywhere. I wonder what life would be, without the illusion of time.