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by Aaron Kasunic, Ryan P. Kinney, and J.M. Romig How can I explain the error you make? When you stand so vigilantly waiting to lunge into the abyss? This pit full of fire and blood, it calls to you Doesn’t it? I have pointed the finger Only to turn it on myself I have held grudges and forgiven I have trusted and misguided I have been Judas and Jesus I was immortal once Believe me, you, I was invincible If this horrifies you, Then you are right It horrifies me too We walk on moon rocks In the weightless ways of childhood Straining our legs and lungs Suppressing the rebirth of the sun We will be naked and bare Ugly and beautiful Out of control And into the light
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 9:42 AM UTC
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by Aaron Kasunic, Ryan P. Kinney, and J.M. Romig How can I explain the error you make? When you stand so vigilantly waiting to lunge into the abyss? This pit full of fire and blood, it calls to you Doesn’t it? I have pointed the finger Only to turn it on myself I have held grudges and forgiven I have trusted and misguided I have been Judas and Jesus I was immortal once Believe me, you, I was invincible If this horrifies you, Then you are right It horrifies me too We walk on moon rocks In the weightless ways of childhood Straining our legs and lungs Suppressing the rebirth of the sun We will be naked and bare Ugly and beautiful Out of control And into the light
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Dec 22, 2015
Dec 22, 2015 at 9:42 AM UTC
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