IRC-Galleria

As the highest peak of morning makes the trip to my eyes.
As the simplest mistakes remind me by bruises of mind.

Simplify, im so peaceable.
Call me a liar, im so ambivalent.
make up words, i will answer.
just ask, just ask.

Will i stay in this, or change, fuck it.

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the beehive drys, under open skys.
Drynes stings, like the smile it brings.

Open up, shut it in.
i found out that sometimes it helps.
i brought something new in this place.
changed the form of presentation, at the last moment.