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There's no more an opportune state Then the reception of graceful bliss A sweet liberation from the painful whip of a broken heart, that a boy would grip. Whilst the struggle for preservation Of my inner peace and thwarting the Cancer that was a growing self loathing candor. Is vague, was this delivered by a dare? It must have been, with the sudden and swift release from captivity- a rather sensuous butterfly wanting to drift From the soundly healing rancid tumor None can be certain to remedy that is set in stone- this is possibly because none is in existence, but just a spent resolve noted in trust. Trust which lies in a number of measures and entities, like the humbling pleasures denied from the comforting breath of nature's grace. An energetic revival that is seated in whimsy and an off beat kiss, bringing positive greetings and bright accounts- an end to the insipid plight.
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
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There's no more an opportune state Then the reception of graceful bliss A sweet liberation from the painful whip of a broken heart, that a boy would grip. Whilst the struggle for preservation Of my inner peace and thwarting the Cancer that was a growing self loathing candor. Is vague, was this delivered by a dare? It must have been, with the sudden and swift release from captivity- a rather sensuous butterfly wanting to drift From the soundly healing rancid tumor None can be certain to remedy that is set in stone- this is possibly because none is in existence, but just a spent resolve noted in trust. Trust which lies in a number of measures and entities, like the humbling pleasures denied from the comforting breath of nature's grace. An energetic revival that is seated in whimsy and an off beat kiss, bringing positive greetings and bright accounts- an end to the insipid plight.
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Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 12:27 PM UTC
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