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Looking for the drug that heals [Jul. 4th, 2004|10:13 pm]


The humidity clings to my skin
Like static silk
Reality is making noise outside the screen
Skies are slowly turning grey
And as the air grows thicker
The music gets louder
Drowning out signs of life
Beyond my windowsill
Drowning life
With every notch
Melodies errode the philosophical reverie
Harmonies deface metaphorical empathy
Staring out the window
Choking on the breeze
Humidity like static silk
Shocking every nerve til it bleeds
Increasing the volume
Drowning out the real world.