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The-Black-Market
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Patience leads & boredom breads into the waiting game My mind it ponders, lightly wonders out of view from the Ineffectual teachings, impotent reaching trying to move toward me I'm faking writing, simply minding words that have no meaning Patiently, violently, waiting here silently watching the clock tick slower than ever Patiently, violently, waiting here silently watching the clock tick slower than ever Lights exceed, these words they breath but I couldn't care less if they're dead Time it slows, colliding with the, the words that jump over my head I'm gradually sleeping, unconsciously leaping away from the struggles that be My mind is in clarity, dreaming my heresy, hoping to leave & to leave Patiently, violently, waiting here silently watching the clock tick slower than ever Patiently, violently, waiting here silently watching the clock tick slower than ever
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 8:16 PM UTC
The-Black-Market
The Waiting Game
Patience leads & boredom breads into the waiting game My mind it ponders, lightly wonders out of view from the Ineffectual teachings, impotent reaching trying to move toward me I'm faking writing, simply minding words that have no meaning Patiently, violently, waiting here silently watching the clock tick slower than ever Patiently, violently, waiting here silently watching the clock tick slower than ever Lights exceed, these words they breath but I couldn't care less if they're dead Time it slows, colliding with the, the words that jump over my head I'm gradually sleeping, unconsciously leaping away from the struggles that be My mind is in clarity, dreaming my heresy, hoping to leave & to leave Patiently, violently, waiting here silently watching the clock tick slower than ever Patiently, violently, waiting here silently watching the clock tick slower than ever
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