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as life got harder so did the drugs held high in reverence and we too hardened toughened skin callous indifference it's all so simple when disinterest res'mbles the thimble and through a canopy tenaciously thick no light shone on the life below although the sick and sad, they rejoiced for in dark they feel so at home so alone so alone feeling without the diety promised to heal the devout an eternal eclipse and we thirst for the light hunger to see the clouds in the bright or the stars in the night here to starve on this forest floor parasites and predators but never a friend no friendly face to recognize see only gleaming eyes repulsed by our own and it feels so alone how we tell negatives repel and there is no hope for the hungry soul out on its own no climb however far could make it to the top all who tried would drop or else decide to stop and would one break that canopy, tenacious, thick, and tough one finds the trick to all of it, the sun is but a bluff and would one break that canopy, tencious, thick, and tough one finds the trick to all of it, the sun is but a bluff
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Apr 12, 2010
Apr 12, 2010 at 5:20 AM UTC
Sin is Sism
as life got harder so did the drugs held high in reverence and we too hardened toughened skin callous indifference it's all so simple when disinterest res'mbles the thimble and through a canopy tenaciously thick no light shone on the life below although the sick and sad, they rejoiced for in dark they feel so at home so alone so alone feeling without the diety promised to heal the devout an eternal eclipse and we thirst for the light hunger to see the clouds in the bright or the stars in the night here to starve on this forest floor parasites and predators but never a friend no friendly face to recognize see only gleaming eyes repulsed by our own and it feels so alone how we tell negatives repel and there is no hope for the hungry soul out on its own no climb however far could make it to the top all who tried would drop or else decide to stop and would one break that canopy, tenacious, thick, and tough one finds the trick to all of it, the sun is but a bluff and would one break that canopy, tencious, thick, and tough one finds the trick to all of it, the sun is but a bluff
© Amir 2007
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Apr 12, 2010
Apr 12, 2010 at 5:20 AM UTC
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