Ex abundanctia enim cordis os loquitur.

~ Tuesday, February 28 ~
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all theories
like clichés
shot to hell,
all these small faces
looking up
beautiful and believing;
I wish to weep
but sorrow is
stupid.
I wish to believe
but belief is a
graveyard.
we have narrowed it down to
the butcherknife and the
mockingbird.
wish us
luck.

- Bukowski

(Source: nomoreundead)


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