(somewhere) in Awe .

This dirty ink , so blended upon my skin

Painting faces to subject a story that I don’t have to

………”what is the need”?

I guess you missed it, again

So bored of the same ol’ flick of tongue

—-envied as much

; secrets sought upon this approach you’re dared to be, (take)

—-i really don’t need to know anything more about this, facade—masking to masquerade ; double dutching

This grime of quiet as kept ,

Laughing through the stalks in dumb–so profound , it’s profanity

—wasting as a way to rest, the guilt

That washed upon the faces that seek to gain from the approach,

“a mind is as terrible to waste as the soul of a lost woman” awww.

—-Mitchell, Tierra ae

So 😍 dreamy .

That ,

buzz

How? —this question, a relief in spite to

…bring about the memory

Don’t forget about:

“All of the time being flung to cling”

—that question

So multifaceted; I’ll use it as it seems

That buzz

Oooh, ahhh; that feeling

Just a taste left over for , wait

There it goes again —mMm, that question

“leaving off right where I left it—-“

—-Mitchell, Tierra ae

See

Puppet (eer)

Funny, is it

This take on all of the emotions raked ….and

A play on, all of the words said

Repeated offenses bargained to betray

A pose to prance upon a dismantling state

Un”bothered”, so wanted —

In fiery with this jaunt of fire

“oh how I want this , so I’ll be”

—–did you catch a whiff of me?

Basked in the ambiance of security; so foreign to the air—drawing conclusions that spared

I’ll ask, funny, is it clear

Never knowing, or having a belief beyond this , being

Shall it be fanged, inhumane?—

an alter to fit the defective , was it the same?

“this mock of a fit—belittling a character to create a compliment to an unknown self”.

—-Mitchell, Tierra ae

There (addressed)

This is the part where I say, you guys are nuts

Really though,

The first step is admittance, so

I’ll just bare the fruits that I’d been given;

Ha!

“you know that something that’s admired about me, that thing that I do..sitting alone–blankly. Yeah those spaces, that time–that feel, is what I do. So admired by me of you–that something. Only mine is —well nevermind; it’s the same. How has it been ? Mine is empty, of blame.”

—Mitchell, Tierra ae

Hault.

Voyage

Surely there are moments that bring about the feelings of being hopeless,

This miss-in romantic, the better half of me

Awakening the other half of, me

Absence of exhaustion amounts from idled time

, referencing this simple tensed mind

Or will it be a sulking of fear on how this could be getting away from, me

Any escape will be the wake of a far better—See!

That .22—

Catch that in 20/20; more or less, being a replacement isn’t what you could get from me

—-chosen ;

I hold me dearest—be the nearest

out of site or mind,

familiarity is one of its kind

; roam about again what this all means in olde age

“As hopeless as—“I’d dare to ask,

is this a role to engage or facade to be played

Careful me, half with mind

Taking in what’s more to love than a loathe of shelf from its own kind

Honest, be; foul is deceit from the odor you speak

As I, seek, hopeless within this romantic

Looking within a mirror, sizing , this hypnotizing—-

—oh shit, don’t panic

“You’ve changed.

Mitchell, Tierra ae

Where’s the change?

what part is this?

Idle sitting as turns are taken, this toll on, me

—a way of saying, “you don’t need to know everything”

So why are you here

—another reason to destress, this letting it be

creating this “run” for me–how will that be when boredom is stricken so easily

And of course there’s that

—Jade¡! ,

Knowing every move that is made

that’s the name of the, upper hand; disadvantage.

—-Mitchell, Tierra ae

Same ol song.

(bass) Lo

Dont try to place me

Involved in array

This life of me, so excited

This problem you see, controlling

Sickening for this, I

—again off lifting, this array

Don’t place me, to take—away

“numbyo-hoour–ainngae—“

Cure?

—-Mitchell, Tierra ae

Not grey.

You need to know

So do I

This holding grasp from me

Knocking –let me

No I’m not asking

Quietly inhaling this discreet

Ascending , this whiff of hue

As to say, “did you follow me ? Here

Swallowing to drench the sweat burning from lie

Take this, Pull back- open

close– flush , now ———-

feeling, uhhh ;

Call it, as you see—

“what does it means,

sobriety

(ik).

—-Mitchell, Tierra ae

Pull

I want to go deeper

Hungry for the–flesh that drew me in

Do me away with it

–tense I grew stifling, within, holding

I want to go deeper

Gripping the sense that came over me

A rush so intense, thrilling my–vision

Where?

To the, air—drawing again, these concluded words

Making sense , so secluded …tongue’s tense

I want to go deeper,

With you , taking in –each syncing of lip

“Embrace that photo , gaze within this diem”,

Tell me how to get deeper

Pull–push, draw

Illusions, left within this air as I just sit, help me spin

All I wanted was to go deeper,

Still do

“this depth drew me in just to push me —yeah, same old song…how long does it, keep me still–always fixated on, that—hi! Coming to this grope; lips felt what asses couldn’t ;aye just draw me in, these minor details , making fit for–oh, this —–deeper

Mitchell, Tierra ae

Speed

Having said all of this

A once over—

Have I learned enough or did I taken in too much

This one thing

A lesson in many—coursed as this hair I ,

What is it called when I do that thing in the mirror (the manly version)–

This once over , yeah that thing

—-so taken by the take in

A “focus on me”, I called it

Projecting this—–lessening that dreads the circumference of me

“be the expression in the”, <=google vise’s to assure the line

A fine that is the only way for me to get to—

That secret fuck, that’s called me

Ive been searching for this, side–glancing at this same

Once over

“I’d add a new one for you though”

(Did you see?—yeah I know)

All over that place—– doing it again,

me this time

(Once–over)

“swallowing this pride again; once over”.

—-Mitchell, Tierra ae

Spill
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