I stare at this page
Not knowing what to type.
Strings of words (pearl necklaces)
Jammed at the the box
mind skipping left to right
vibrates a little
throws it into disarray, as
the chocolate box falls on the floor
each crater emptied
each swirly brown
strewn like an art piece
abstract against white graph paper.



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ha-ha-ha.

can someone tell me whats wrong w me?
i'm everything i despise.
i once thought of myself in certain aspects in a good light
now i see that all i was was ever only the shadow behind it
i want to watch a video recording of my whole life
see myself from a point of view not my own
observe how i move, talk, smile laugh cry whatever.
everything.
pick out my faults, one by one
beat them up, fluff them out and make them good.
comfortable to be part of me.




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i feel like eating fish soup. tasty seaweed and slippery smooth fish. peppery soup.