burn your soul with cheap vodka and coke
what if i love someone
i hate feeling this way.
it made me creative;
they killed my ancestors
-the glamourous life-

but everytime i get that chance i can't stop.
nothing is important to me
except this
and it basically doesn't exist.

missing what i never had.
in lou of it i created my own version.
no wall that i can kiss; what i never had.

humans predisposition to misery-
a draught near the forest.
the potentiality of advancement;
the potentiality of simplicity.
bad acid trips and ufo sightings.
this started out a love poem.

Considering it started out as a love poem! --

But you took it to the depths of confusion -- depression -- & -- curiosity ...

You're too much Missy!


*Abstract~ness in the Mix*

A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence --
I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/2/photosynthesis_music.htm

Quite psychedelic....and full of range.....I think it gives the effect it seeks to produce.

http://www.youtube.com/user/cierno?feature=mhee


Check it out

this one is interesting,
the way the narrative jumps around.

soul.