Rooms

24 Feb 2009

·jimkeats

thought i had reached the last room walking through endless doors, i believed i had seen the last painting of me passing thorugh endless corridors, looking through the window in the next room the boundaries are getting fainter, i am being erased by the giant one eyed painter.

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jimkeats

i should have spent my life listening to the waves......

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