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Spaghetti knots

wrecked wild wretched witch

we are hideous


we have art


we are fiends


there are still songs


we are human


we can find buts

in all

even in the artless

and songless


everyone is tired


everyone being tired

so sleep in my arms

and retire


everything is

a metaphor for death

but not everything is

a metaphor for life


i believe that modernity

is a civil experiment in

always being on the bring of tears

but not crying

which makes you want

to cry more

but you can’t

you can’t

because are people looking wide eyed

and wild



i am losing


but at least

i have that

for soon

i will have


About kacperniburski

I am searching for something in between the letters. Follow my wordpress or my IG (@_kenkan)


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