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colin-swift
Junior-crazy year of / Interests-neurology,science,music,painting,writing and poetry / no girlfriend-but open as a friend nothing serious-can't handle that / not good at anything anyone can measure but great at everything they can't
Pain beyond pain no one can relate everything's a reminder can't clean the slate no love can be greater no love can replace the one thats forever the one thats of grace all so against me all are so wrong MY TRUTH WILL BE REALIZED ONE DAY this is my song screaming in a tunnel telepathy enhanced so close yet so far is it just a trance I imagine feelings I hear a cry maybe just my own i just want to .........
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Jul 11, 2012
Jul 11, 2012 at 10:57 AM UTC
MY TRUTH WILL BE REALIZED ONE DAY
The clock that kills time could take splendor in the grass and turn it to weeds why can't this feeling last forever comes and now its gone it could take ecstacy of making love and destroy it what will happen next or why didn't it happen sooner The clock that kills it could take an explosion of colors in the setting sun and remind you how it will soon be gone taking it all away as the colors are still exploding The clock that kills All goods didn't come soon enough and all bads should have never come the best is not the best greatness is not greatness love is not love because we created The clock that kills Just an illusion actually just a brain made thing to find something not right with us again you were late-you were early-it takes too long--it was definitely too short Tic tock tic tock--whats next, whats next,whats next,whats next,whats next The clock that kills everything in my life is great but, oh yea, don't forget, it should have happened sooner The Clock that kills The best words ever spoken,not fast enough not soon enough ticking intolerance spoke over them why didn't they say that before Every great feeling wiped out with one sentence why didn't that happen before? or even better--why did it come now when i'm not ready for it? Can we ever get back the way life was before we created the Clock that kills
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Apr 20, 2012
Apr 20, 2012 at 4:15 PM UTC
The clock that kills
Words, lost in the circle of them Meaning, and ultimately nothing Comparing it all away Numbers making everything nothing Perfection, in only that filled with imperfection Elevate, only to knock down Comparing it up and comparing it down The greatest comparison where we all truly reside The timeless, the nameless, the infinite, Love
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Apr 20, 2012
Apr 20, 2012 at 3:31 PM UTC
Love