We'll safety-pin the pieces of our broken hearts back together
Patching up all the holes until we both feel much better
Deleted things, I really meant
So now I'll say the things I never sent
I'm tired of going down, I keep getting closer to hell
By: Carlo I.
Snippet from a time I hallucinated at
a King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard show
something i wrote on acid a while ago
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For another old love of mine. A poem of longing, desire, and wishful thinking.
Replaying a moment from Levitation Psych Fest
Lucy the lover, Lucy the dreamer, she'll keep you up all night.