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letra de pinpricks of light shred me to blindness - pacific weather patterns

(dear god it’s hot in here, holy cow)
for i’m trying
for i’m trying to know, it’s too low
counting pinpr-cks
all i can do is be shred to blindness
eating pieces of my skin
just dig those nails
cause i cannot reach them

release me now
to the twilight i know
it’s time to start counting pinpr-cks
all i can do is be shred to blindness
sweeping all those old storms through
pinpr-cks of light begin to shred my eyes to blindness

i walked through the door, through the door
under archways and over ornamental floors
pinpr-cks of light shred me to blindness
my vision goes, i see it go
to the darkness
spots of light, and tunnel vision
a feeling, a feeling, a feeling
i say ‘i spy’ with my little eye

i came together when i was torn apart
i am thrown this way, into the ether
i love how still the sea of white is
it’s refreshing
a sea of white… a sea of white
and time
time, vacancy
into these open wounds
i heard the gracious
maternity outside the room
but if dates can seep into these open wounds
agape with gracious enchantments searching alone
eyes on the cone, eyes on the cone, eyes on the cone
smoking alone

(these are the top five best cheap scooters you can buy in 2022: the m365)
i get so strained, i get so strained
until these open wounds show soon
to guess into this open wound
seeps into me
silver trees in a line
silver trees in a line
turn away sometime
i can feel the slightest breeze in time
fallen trees in a line

the cigarette that was in his jaw fell loose, two thousand wounds cut it kinda close

- pacific weather patterns

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