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Hear the emptiness deep within There are echos of grief and sin All the petals now are finally gone The thorns rip like the words to a song And all that is sacred is bled And it's dead   No one cares   And nothing's said The moments are boulders in your head Avalanching from the lies you said And the winter's warmth is false comfort The winds chide and howl in retort . And all that once was you Has flown South by Southwest Now is unknown And the children laugh and play Oblivious to the pain's display And you wonder of a poem in Blue A distant path you once knew And the tempuous Tides have changed For the once courageous . . . Now deranged
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Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 9:12 PM UTC
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Hear the emptiness deep within There are echos of grief and sin All the petals now are finally gone The thorns rip like the words to a song And all that is sacred is bled And it's dead   No one cares   And nothing's said The moments are boulders in your head Avalanching from the lies you said And the winter's warmth is false comfort The winds chide and howl in retort . And all that once was you Has flown South by Southwest Now is unknown And the children laugh and play Oblivious to the pain's display And you wonder of a poem in Blue A distant path you once knew And the tempuous Tides have changed For the once courageous . . . Now deranged
Trying out something different
South-by-Southwest
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75/M/Birmingham , Alabama
Jun 10, 2015
Jun 10, 2015 at 9:12 PM UTC
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