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stars align in proper formality shadows disappear like tired ghosts exercise lifts the journey into purpose while planets pretend to watch from a far search for solace can lead one down empty bottles or through broken bones for the last beat of a heart an outworn disposition from conversations of yesterday with faces losing familiarity past the compromise of civil grounding nothing but ashes in a private memory a world of nighttime unsure if it wants to be beautiful or terrifying it can't offer much if you continue to walk away promises of forever and perfection which knows no end these things fly off the tongue so easily escaping before they're given any worth
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 9:16 PM UTC
Isolated Afterthought
stars align in proper formality shadows disappear like tired ghosts exercise lifts the journey into purpose while planets pretend to watch from a far search for solace can lead one down empty bottles or through broken bones for the last beat of a heart an outworn disposition from conversations of yesterday with faces losing familiarity past the compromise of civil grounding nothing but ashes in a private memory a world of nighttime unsure if it wants to be beautiful or terrifying it can't offer much if you continue to walk away promises of forever and perfection which knows no end these things fly off the tongue so easily escaping before they're given any worth
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 9:16 PM UTC
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