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sloppy seconds turn into somber slumber and i'm still spinning in a universe that's unsure unrest becomes irreversible, irreplacable, irrevokable slipping through cynical sunrises and statistically normal sunsets grab hold to the ground, hug gravity tight as everything tries to fling me from functionality and into so called "freedom" find focus, find focus, find focus hocus pocus hums under hymns spoken hesitantly and i hesistate again and again, i hesitate finding the magic within the madness is my specialty sometimes so much so that i subject self to sinking slowly into the muck that ***** my skin off of my bones flapping floppy lips leak loosly limp ideals and i look to my black widow for conviction, confirmation, and consistency meditative mornings and deep dark evenings become the norm housing imaginary friends and hoping to inspire intellectual integrity family finds new meaning in full ****** up webs that spin us all up and spit us out on the same ground, but we are safe here in our humble, happy home, we are safe and we are happy in the simplest sense of the word
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Mar 23, 2013
Mar 23, 2013 at 12:17 PM UTC
march madness aftermath
sloppy seconds turn into somber slumber and i'm still spinning in a universe that's unsure unrest becomes irreversible, irreplacable, irrevokable slipping through cynical sunrises and statistically normal sunsets grab hold to the ground, hug gravity tight as everything tries to fling me from functionality and into so called "freedom" find focus, find focus, find focus hocus pocus hums under hymns spoken hesitantly and i hesistate again and again, i hesitate finding the magic within the madness is my specialty sometimes so much so that i subject self to sinking slowly into the muck that ***** my skin off of my bones flapping floppy lips leak loosly limp ideals and i look to my black widow for conviction, confirmation, and consistency meditative mornings and deep dark evenings become the norm housing imaginary friends and hoping to inspire intellectual integrity family finds new meaning in full ****** up webs that spin us all up and spit us out on the same ground, but we are safe here in our humble, happy home, we are safe and we are happy in the simplest sense of the word
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Mar 23, 2013
Mar 23, 2013 at 12:17 PM UTC
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