Too Many Sounds.: August 2011

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Monday, 29 August 2011

H2

Tried to sell my soul,

Nobody wanted to buy.

Recycling then?

Authored by Owen at 23:22 2 comments:

Themes: 'poetry', Back till fill the world with more facile lumpen-prose-I'll-tell-you-that, Haiku, Oh its you again, Recession proof, Shit, Unemployment

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Owen: Chelmsford, Essex, United Kingdom; 27. Student. Scientist. Musicist. Writerist. Pretentious dickhead. (Probably)

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Too Many Sounds.

Too hard to hear me think...

I don't know why I do this.
For you? For myself? For the content that lies within? For the artists championed within the prose? For the ideas championed without?
I don't know why I would do this.
I don't know why I do.

I pretend I dont care.
Please. Tell me what you think of whatever ends up blighting these flawless black pages. I will love you forever.

The Pointless Generation.

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