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LOWKEY DRAMA Fractal Conflict on a Feedback Loop

Cacophony on the floor makes me cry

Makes me cry PERFECTION as the soundtrack’s sidewalk hands hold me

Dressed in prep of a psychic heist, a pseudo starlet ego ruins reputations while tripping on high heeled metaphor

If I do not bury the past in an electric hum buzzing

Make me cry

MAKE ME CRY WITH A FIST

A FISTFUL OF FLOWERS

Makes me cry PERFECTION

This dystopian dialogue begins with a kiss

Nouveau vandal dreams destroyed in quarantine lust

FLUXUS PHILOSOPHY CHAOS

I see stories in the stars while making mixtapes for my man

Original false prophet of glorified excess; bipolar roller coaster of lost hope and forgotten dreams

A kiss my love and I return to collect serpentine venom

My revolutionary pornstar Jesus; avant-garde Apollo; General Conundrum; 21st century Tarantino dream

Watching life explode like fireworks; left with only an empty flask in the middle of Rue du Bellevue; wishing Verlaine had stayed in

My muse stumbled under cotton candy lights; on the move, on the groove, on the make

If I could get away I would believe in GOD since it would take a miracle to yank me away from an 80 proof love

Baby girl I live in my own world... I drew a map on the back of a coaster but lost it in a bar in Tallinn so it’s easy to lose my way
Created By
Win Harms
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