Liquid Vibrations

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Tongues dripping with the mere impossibilities
of psychedelic thought
What if theres no such things as outside the box
Because Jaime told Jack that Jill screwed Bill
Staring at walls keeps my multiple
worlds standing still
Still I'll stay, until I waste away
And in between the cracks of broken sensation
lie colors only the rain can recognize
I'll let you in on a secret
The rain is keen on keeping theirs
They're locked in magical boxes
decorated with hues of black rainbows
stripped naked of everything that meant anything
Just leave it for dead
Like everyone must do when they're scared in bed
My eyeballs pop out of their sockets
to reveal the sensation of liquid vibrations
Melting
Pouring
Reaching
For you

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