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I had posted this up in the general area first, but I thought in may get lost up there. And I thought this song is so amazing with it's description of Disassociation. I thought that maybe you all would like to see it. I put a trigger on it just in case.
"Bleed Black" by, AFI I am exploring the inside, I find it desolate I do implore these confines, now, as they penetrate, "recreate me" I'm hovering throughout time, I crumble in these days I crumble, I cannot, I cannot find reflection in these days If You Listen, listen, listen Listen close, Beat by Beat You can hear when the heart stops, I saved the pieces When it broke, and ground them all to dust I am destroyed by the inside, I Disassociate I Hope to destroy the outside, it will alleviate and elevate me Like water flowing into lungs. I'm flowing through these days As morphine tears through deadened veins, I'm numbing in these days So....... If you Listen, listen, listen Listen close, beat by beat You can hear when the heart stops, I saved the pieces When it broke, and ground them all to dust I know I died that night, it can never be brought back to life Once again, I know I think about this song a lot because I've always thought of my alters as pieces, like pieces of a glass that's been dropped on the floor and then walked on over and over again to create more pieces. And I struggle to put the pieces back together and recreate some knid of life. Ok so that's the deep thought of the day. My brain is on overload, sorry. Monty
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Monty,
There is nothing to apologize for....especially if you feel like the brain is on overload! That's what this space is for! Thank you for sharing this with us and the reasons why it is personal to you. I copied this out and placed one in a journal. I think I will find inspiration for art from these words someday soon. Your timing was perfect. Thank you. |
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I like this song... If my computer didn't go poopoo I'd download it. You know, I totally agree with what you said about it too...
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Monty, thank you for sharing this. Your timing was good for me as well,
Take care, Fuzzy
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Thank you for sharing the song Monty. I agree there is nothing to be sorry for.
Take care.
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Thanks for sharing this with us Monty.
I have to admit, I've never heard it... ![]() Petunia |
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everything i read here just makes me think. I don't know what to say but it helps me and is not feel so different from everyone i know. it is a nice song, well, a nice song about a sad thing that is our lives. i like writing too, maybe i should do that thinking out loud, prism.
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