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remembering the terrible lizard
remembering the terrible lizard
my blood is ink
my words the beating heart
a page of skin
tattooed stories
etched upon it
my vinyl soul
each hiss and crackle
pop and scratch
a wrinkle on the face
of times gone past
my music cries
with fuzz guitars
and thunder drums
cacophony of chaos
transcendental
my world is dark
each pinprick light
a star to gaze upon
and wonder at t...
Friday 25th April 2014 2:21 pm
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