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All pleasantries aside What are we really here for? Sure we compliment and fawn And hey hey ** ha ha But we would resurrect old, destructive gods To see a pillar of acknowledgment hoisted to the stars As if only our loves were the lovest And only our pain is the greatest explosion (Not that cheesy fireworks looking **** but the new, hot planet-bursting with a ring type which I guess denotes some serious matter displacement) And only we know eyes perfect eyes And only our hearts ever tried Or maybe if we are careful readers Some digital tome Will reveal the location of the stone That holds it all in its little, unturned Mass of earthen bone Humming by the park path In plain sight So unusual Yet so Save your elemental thoughts I already picked up the rock And when I threw it in a pond Everything shattered and fell Cracked into the black waiting behind And the last thing on my mind was to Save your elemental thoughts I already picked up the rock And when I threw it in a pond Everything shattered and fell Cracked into the black waiting behind And the last thing on my mind was to Save your elemental thoughts I already picked up the rock And when I threw it in a pond Everything shattered and fell Cracked into the black waiting behind And the last thing on my mind was Perfect, perfect eyes.
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Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 2:46 AM UTC
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All pleasantries aside What are we really here for? Sure we compliment and fawn And hey hey ** ha ha But we would resurrect old, destructive gods To see a pillar of acknowledgment hoisted to the stars As if only our loves were the lovest And only our pain is the greatest explosion (Not that cheesy fireworks looking **** but the new, hot planet-bursting with a ring type which I guess denotes some serious matter displacement) And only we know eyes perfect eyes And only our hearts ever tried Or maybe if we are careful readers Some digital tome Will reveal the location of the stone That holds it all in its little, unturned Mass of earthen bone Humming by the park path In plain sight So unusual Yet so Save your elemental thoughts I already picked up the rock And when I threw it in a pond Everything shattered and fell Cracked into the black waiting behind And the last thing on my mind was to Save your elemental thoughts I already picked up the rock And when I threw it in a pond Everything shattered and fell Cracked into the black waiting behind And the last thing on my mind was to Save your elemental thoughts I already picked up the rock And when I threw it in a pond Everything shattered and fell Cracked into the black waiting behind And the last thing on my mind was Perfect, perfect eyes.
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Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 2:46 AM UTC
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