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11/28/2021 3:43:18 AM
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if not ever for, why wait?
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The nebulous abstract is a world of infinite possibility. Definition is the death of me
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ring around the rosie’s, pocket full of posies, ashes, ashes, we all fall down.
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Void. Infinite. Light Definite Knowledge Innocence Death Death Death
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nursery rhymes are said verses in my head into my childhood they’re spoon-fed hidden violence revealed look at the pages that caused all this evil
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Breath drawn Time measured Water poured Misery flown promptly drown
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death, because of death, because of you. death, because of death, because of you. death, because of death, because of you.
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April is the cruelest month. Awaking misery with desire Breeding lilacs forget me nots Life comes with a scream and leaves with a whimper Don’t go gently, screaming and crying Dying, dying, the memory of the light Borne upon the smile of the scythe
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undo these chains, my friend i'll show you the rage I've hidden perish the sacrament swallow but nothing's forgiven you and I can't decide which of us was taken for granted make amends some of us are destined to be outlived step inside, see the devil in i too many times we’ve let it come to this
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A fingers touch. A lovers kiss A fond goodbye A longing gaze A solemn face A tired sigh
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and the rain will kill us all throw ourselves against the wall but no one else can see the preservation of the martyr in me
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I deactivated my podcast this week.
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What the heck did I just witness?
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An exchange
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Uh huh…. *slowly backs away*
