sin acento de sud...
do you ever feel like you're rolling backwards
but you're really holding still?
everyday i put faith in the ability of my feet to keep me upright,
my heart to keep my blood bright,
and my eyes to see the world and it's constant spinning.
i wish i knew where i wanted to be, but
right now,
i'm content with my atoms and the atoms around me.
--
we are skin and bone.
organs. shit. blood.
material.
atoms.
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con acento de sud...
what do ya do
when your brain only
thinks it knows what
the heart's a'feelin?
heart can't talk...
mouth sewn shut
fingers are all broken
up.
brain knows how heart's
been hurt before...
hence damaged appendage.
does brain take a guess
and let tongue shout it out?
what happens when heart feels better
says
'brain! you were all wrong.
look what ya done...'
brain don't want non a'that behavior...
n'soul belongs to someone much greater.
soul can't speak fer heart.
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