orgami's Diaryland Diary

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all the old hardcore are dead

watched them go down
not at all like the movies

reality has its own patina

I dont care now I go outside
and inhale the night
the moons taste delicate
and melancholic

the stars bitter
all the wishs

and this wind
tainted by the resin factory
our little pride and joy
a factory still alive in
the bottom torn out economy
all steaming with its twin
pipe tube chimneys

scrapbook memories on a
mega scale

paste some life on some
dead attitudes of mine
and walk away from the
bottle like I oughtta ...

12:39 a.m. - 2012-11-07

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