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a sanctuary is a figment that holds onto crepe thin walls attempting to console                                                          & I am so sad, & I am delicate. a rectangle-d square that encases abundant possessions wanting purpose                                                          & I am so sad, & I am meaningless. a mirrored niche that abounds exorbitant realities coaxing something                                                          & I am so sad, & I am unfound. my sanctuary is a figment that I hold onto nostalgic for touch I long for you                                                          & I am so sad, & I am foolish.                                                          emotional access                               chalant-less spew you can choose                                 I can't choose garnered love                                   brained tongue I give to you                                     given through & I am so sad,                        painless in your tone,                                                          passing as you go.
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Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 12:00 PM UTC
emotional access.
a sanctuary is a figment that holds onto crepe thin walls attempting to console                                                          & I am so sad, & I am delicate. a rectangle-d square that encases abundant possessions wanting purpose                                                          & I am so sad, & I am meaningless. a mirrored niche that abounds exorbitant realities coaxing something                                                          & I am so sad, & I am unfound. my sanctuary is a figment that I hold onto nostalgic for touch I long for you                                                          & I am so sad, & I am foolish.                                                          emotional access                               chalant-less spew you can choose                                 I can't choose garnered love                                   brained tongue I give to you                                     given through & I am so sad,                        painless in your tone,                                                          passing as you go.
This is a song I wrote and thought that I'd share. I'd love to hear opinions.
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Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 12:00 PM UTC
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