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abstract art
doctor are you seeing spots
the family story of an artist
the plot thickens
the red spots of one page
subtlety of the blue lines
oh skeleton man
such a cold soul
i'll never know
what the window had to say
the mirror of my soul tells me instead
that i might not recognise myself
but i am priceless

the kitchen witch cursed
in the stains of the mirror
the blue ceas of the red waters
and as we spiral out of the zodiac language unsolvable riddle
what was left on every church window

an art show of throw me a bone
as i run away
throw you off my tail
chase the goose egg
chase the wrong spade
forget my face
its all over
sweet surrender giving in
where ever i go the lemonaid is soo sour
selling myself piece by piece
cashing in
slow rollercoasster
selling myself impolitley
even though you dont like me
paintings for my family
a theme for friends
and among thee works of art i give away
what does the curse of the colors give away
\black paint wasaway
stained hearts and im already insane
seeing spots again
inside this box a game to play
new rules and the angels sway with the cold souls forgotten
never did what you wanted
intertwining foundation
lost among the new paperchase
the story gets deeper
outsider looking in
outsider looking in
the colors mean something
green eyeshadow emergenxcy exit
red rum at the table of perception
when will you get it
throw you a bone so the dogs burry me another way
soo comfortable in this rusty cage
my suicidal headless blunder
teaching you something
victom again
but soapy hands

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