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Year of decadence Faring in minuscule commraderie Regarding the fundamentals of life and her excrusciating truth There's desire to be lied to Ne'er knowing Untrue banish silently Keep the beggar of gradeur loud Aroused in kindled emotion Very The treachery devised of vivid dreams Awake Bury Falling from the cliff you captured on Vacation as a Wild child Reaching the bottomless pit that keeps you sinking like it missed you so Haunting you until you frighten it away And its fearless Last epoch The dead decay a vicious smile They made it out alive We're still here surviving, dying We  Soldiers of peace Exists in our ears Noise of War quotes from the madmen veterans Bolstering of pride and dignity in their ongoing Neverending fight We ask, "What did you fight for?" They remembered once Forgotten twice in months They Scared of their own fingers that once pulled triggers They cannot hold their own anymore Mold the home To warms their bones She's kept em fed with crumbs of a sandwich Crying cold tears as we were born alone Ain't life a....
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Apr 25, 2022
Apr 25, 2022 at 3:46 PM UTC
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Year of decadence Faring in minuscule commraderie Regarding the fundamentals of life and her excrusciating truth There's desire to be lied to Ne'er knowing Untrue banish silently Keep the beggar of gradeur loud Aroused in kindled emotion Very The treachery devised of vivid dreams Awake Bury Falling from the cliff you captured on Vacation as a Wild child Reaching the bottomless pit that keeps you sinking like it missed you so Haunting you until you frighten it away And its fearless Last epoch The dead decay a vicious smile They made it out alive We're still here surviving, dying We  Soldiers of peace Exists in our ears Noise of War quotes from the madmen veterans Bolstering of pride and dignity in their ongoing Neverending fight We ask, "What did you fight for?" They remembered once Forgotten twice in months They Scared of their own fingers that once pulled triggers They cannot hold their own anymore Mold the home To warms their bones She's kept em fed with crumbs of a sandwich Crying cold tears as we were born alone Ain't life a....
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20/M/Austin, Tx
Apr 25, 2022
Apr 25, 2022 at 3:46 PM UTC
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