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Too jealous to justify I earnestly belived I could capture These ever passing moments in time And as each one falls past my fingertips As coarse words fall from my unkempt lips I only find myself cursing The lucky few, for whom words are never amiss And am left still rehearsing Searching for a way to capture bliss Too depressive for my own good And far too negative Tortured? No That might imply I can be understood Lightweight? That's a bit closer I suppose I'd ask you to do it If I thought you would Overblown and borderline Constantly finding ways to undermine To my detriment To retreat or to repent Or keep going Down this beaten path I did invent Ages pass Years fly by Days crawl on till there's hardly any time Finite and dwindling Ever draining supply I still can't find a way to aliviate what's on my mind. Might as well keep writing down The same thing ...
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Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
Lungs
Too jealous to justify I earnestly belived I could capture These ever passing moments in time And as each one falls past my fingertips As coarse words fall from my unkempt lips I only find myself cursing The lucky few, for whom words are never amiss And am left still rehearsing Searching for a way to capture bliss Too depressive for my own good And far too negative Tortured? No That might imply I can be understood Lightweight? That's a bit closer I suppose I'd ask you to do it If I thought you would Overblown and borderline Constantly finding ways to undermine To my detriment To retreat or to repent Or keep going Down this beaten path I did invent Ages pass Years fly by Days crawl on till there's hardly any time Finite and dwindling Ever draining supply I still can't find a way to aliviate what's on my mind. Might as well keep writing down The same thing ...
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Jul 17, 2017
Jul 17, 2017 at 6:20 AM UTC
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