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it's just a phase.. this face that i must fake.. yes, the cake is a lie.. that only you and i recognize. i am a scar.. though i ask of you, look hard.. for the compartments left departed are only vacancies of an exhausted heart. i have issues deep in tissues.. ink stains in the pink flesh I've misused. a subtle twitch in this left eyelid.. reminiscent of where I've been. my aim, to wipe a slate clean, and further, to electrify like lightning, hydrates a sane mindscape.. that I've made my end game. so please, go easy on me. i needn't reload those leavened loaves. I'll leave it be 'till kingdom come. just watch and you'll see, I'll overcome. just dare me to go barreling into life like a stunt man's staircase. I'll take the risks even if it means splints as long as it benefits those around me.
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Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 11:25 PM UTC
It's Just a Phase
it's just a phase.. this face that i must fake.. yes, the cake is a lie.. that only you and i recognize. i am a scar.. though i ask of you, look hard.. for the compartments left departed are only vacancies of an exhausted heart. i have issues deep in tissues.. ink stains in the pink flesh I've misused. a subtle twitch in this left eyelid.. reminiscent of where I've been. my aim, to wipe a slate clean, and further, to electrify like lightning, hydrates a sane mindscape.. that I've made my end game. so please, go easy on me. i needn't reload those leavened loaves. I'll leave it be 'till kingdom come. just watch and you'll see, I'll overcome. just dare me to go barreling into life like a stunt man's staircase. I'll take the risks even if it means splints as long as it benefits those around me.
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Jul 25, 2017
Jul 25, 2017 at 11:25 PM UTC
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