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bartering time for money, wasting it on love or vice versa rationalizing choices in white rabbit pocket watch anxiety a pound of flesh to sell off a soul in limited real estate high yield ******* not a single serving available to nourish the mind after insipid, ear-bleeding monologue conversations compiling minutes into days suffered always searching for that quick high, down to the wire bout of ********** asphyxiation in diamond pressure ulcers born in self-induced, great expectations that look like strangers in the distance the breadcrumbs that resemble the stain of dreams feed the drama that knows the only truth the hollow cannot be filled with a diet of Xanax and double shot espresso dancing through norms on marionette strings bartering time for love, wasting it on money or vice versa when time is all we possess wondering, if once that currency is depleted, will your soul finally feel complete
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Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 4:19 PM UTC
New York minutes on an L.A. rush hour stage
bartering time for money, wasting it on love or vice versa rationalizing choices in white rabbit pocket watch anxiety a pound of flesh to sell off a soul in limited real estate high yield ******* not a single serving available to nourish the mind after insipid, ear-bleeding monologue conversations compiling minutes into days suffered always searching for that quick high, down to the wire bout of ********** asphyxiation in diamond pressure ulcers born in self-induced, great expectations that look like strangers in the distance the breadcrumbs that resemble the stain of dreams feed the drama that knows the only truth the hollow cannot be filled with a diet of Xanax and double shot espresso dancing through norms on marionette strings bartering time for love, wasting it on money or vice versa when time is all we possess wondering, if once that currency is depleted, will your soul finally feel complete
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Dec 31, 2019
Dec 31, 2019 at 4:19 PM UTC
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