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"We're the only loners here." A surety, once he inquired. "You're wrong, though they may not of come... we are the survivors" Wisdom within consistency Word outside of scripture. Leasing still though blasphemous Count it. File. Date the picture. The benefits of not believing in more than human will is strength in resolve for lack of option Pushing on: no cutting deals. Imagined dates cut off. A story to be sealed. A place to rest, a bench downtown. Hope discovered in a beggar. As I give that which means little, I wonder who has more business here. As the smiles fade, the invites cease. Glimpses pass pressed judgement. The decision becomes clearer. in this life I've sought a bang, fore my pain is but a whisper.
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Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 8:26 PM UTC
But A Whisper
"We're the only loners here." A surety, once he inquired. "You're wrong, though they may not of come... we are the survivors" Wisdom within consistency Word outside of scripture. Leasing still though blasphemous Count it. File. Date the picture. The benefits of not believing in more than human will is strength in resolve for lack of option Pushing on: no cutting deals. Imagined dates cut off. A story to be sealed. A place to rest, a bench downtown. Hope discovered in a beggar. As I give that which means little, I wonder who has more business here. As the smiles fade, the invites cease. Glimpses pass pressed judgement. The decision becomes clearer. in this life I've sought a bang, fore my pain is but a whisper.
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Nov 18, 2015
Nov 18, 2015 at 8:26 PM UTC
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