A Cigarette line on the highways of thoughts

THere's lines on the stomach, a line rise through the very deep of throat, where did it all became so dull? where did it all started to fade? Jimbo's asking and there's no questions.

A Fadeway trail
A smarter kid than the average
just kids jumping and whining
and who i am? nor a ghost, just someone

Starting on on trails
Starting on the consciouss mind
nowhere to realize, the sunset has started to arise
and yet, so many people, so many on this Century
Everyone makig their grasp
I don't convey on the usual
I convey on things that's been sorted out

Oh please? i had my share, actually i've gone there
But i'm off, and i'm off to the trails.

Frequent asked questions
Frequent devices and frequent wannabes
For drugaddiction was never yourself
you won't need it, and there's no ######6 point
Get a job

Third world country!
ha!
###$ it all, im just starting to see it
no more Doherty's, no more Suicides.
but why? simply, cause i haven't accepted it
my memory is packed with so many lifes
and so many stuff packed in, like sharks and matter

Matter of facts
matters of lost
This ain't nothing kid
Boredom and Diseases
Healthy and growing

Sing to apathy
Sing to despair
Sing to love.

Memories...
schizophrenia
philosophers of the XXI Century
what they talk about?
leads and rest
Prone to discomfort
Prone to the asylum
PRone to the Job
Prone to a house
twenty six.
twenty six years to pass by
without the help and fracture of drug addiction
without any single god damned trace of illusion

I was never there for the beggining.
prickles.
voila!
jesus ######6 christ.
and the rhyme was kept licked on the subconsciouss
but i need to be consciouss to buy bread
And god knows we need ######6 bread

Frequencies and thoughts
Frequencies and excitement
inject me child hormones
inject me once again with the silver plater of the ever growing kid
a fat kid, a small kid. a non servant stupid flicker

Oh no, this ain't random you dogs
this ain't nothing
this ain't a ######6 despair
and yet a part of me respect those
and yet a part of me likes those
and yet a part of me despise those

Babbling
Boiling
Venting
Blasphemy
Blur
Blatant spectrum
P
F
T

Frenezy of the mass

but what for
for a plane, for a cigar
for sex, for living
for dreaming, for a comma

and when you're awake
when you're awake you're more lonely than a ######6 dog
and still you know that now you're sane
and you could make a living, out of spoons
out of lucidity
but nope, we're always here
always here, with bills, and with soccer
no one cares, but my generation has been burned out, they're all trying to figure out where did all grew strong, so long, morning of autumn, so long. later shapes of raleigh-

Frenezy of the mass, conflict between polarities-
how can one write out of emptiness?
where does it comes from they say?
the substance of the devil
of the memory
of the very deep thoughts of your very own ID
for what are we but our identity
'now tell us'
I'm not who you think i am
I'm the product of myself
I'm the product of stereos

For i can't talk
you're not there
my friend's are not there
no one's there
No one

Sometimes they do not remember
and yet, everything's here.
soil

fragment yourself into infinite spaces of nostalgia
into the non appreciating thought of joy
spill the sadness
spoil the brats
letter
letters
frames
faints

Black. what do we see?
Dr: he's just ######6 sad
why?
Dr: well, he's lost his soul or so he says, you never know with this kind of kids...

and so the words were taken...and so the words and time were taken forever ito the abyss of salamnca, into the abyss of the plateau, into the abyss of the very known. into the abyss of the abyss, and so yet..they knew..they knew the pointlessness and revultion caused by DIRECT and REALITY. the revultion caused by knowing that no matter what. life was always meaning an unapproachable death.

mornings morning. coffee?
Room for one more sir.
'ok let him in'
oh boy, what they've done to you...
they have revived you! they've bringed you to life!
'worst fate ever'
'reminds of a demon who was sent to heavens'
oh ######6 boy.
'hey no big deal'
why? cause im the lord of lords
pfttt
gtfo

smiles and sharks, lithium and broken houses, broken dreams of what it used to be..and so...they went: 'the future's not what it used to be'........

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VOILA!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *sounds at the grind*
and so they went, on and on, on and on on and on...
until the girl on the blue came and said

sharks and smiles.
moods and lips
loepards leopards..
freedom freedom
too much freedom Dr.
too much





















































'the future's not what it used to be'.........
NO! LOATH NO LOATHING
sing away, spare me a bread.
a wathever kid you lost it.
lost in thought? lost in NO-THOUGHT
*shockingly*


and so the phrase went:



















on and on.
smiles-
thank you sir, sponsored by non-emotional corpses.
anxiety?
nope
'Jedet macht eine Kleine Dummheit'

monsterous and beautifull at the same time, bravo you actually succeeded in totally ######6 me, job well done i suppose

i do wonder though why ur posts are so few and far in between ?