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We awake just the same, every morning, every day in our wake is how we stray, our talk, our walk, and things we say Sketched along this bleeding wall the universes' cursed flaw shout your legacy, shout it to us all for a chance to be writing in a bathroom stall |
I'm in high school and needless to say, this struck a nerve. In a good way, that is. | Posted on 2015-08-17 00:00:00 | by MyPeriodical | [ Reply to This ] | Nice. Sometimes it feels like we're definitely writing to ourselves, but if we have a bathroom wall such as this one to document things... perhaps there's an audience that will come along some day. | Liken to the cave man's painting on his own cave walls...someone today is amazed, at long last. How long did that those creative efforts await discovery hidden in the dark? Thousands of years? And yet, the artist is vindicated. Legacy revealed. | Posted on 2015-06-30 00:00:00 | by Blue Monk | [ Reply to This ] | |