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Wasteful wallowing in a crumbling hollow dwelling Obfuscating the obvious problems, scared from telling A distracted dubious damnation, I have craved temptation into cramped every solitary sensation and turned them to them sins, too. So I fantasise, and rampantly Agonise the logic in my mind I dream of worlds without proportion and engagements of moral absorption. Til' I saturate my soul with images of endless time and space. In a stale solitary dimension I weave tales of honorary mention but forget their ascensions. Broken wishes of impossible ambitions With uncultural and isolated renditions Of self-indulgent ordeals. Brought upon by uncontrollable feels and reeled beyond sense into the light where my mind cannot be healed.
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 3:00 PM UTC
These Desolate Worries
Wasteful wallowing in a crumbling hollow dwelling Obfuscating the obvious problems, scared from telling A distracted dubious damnation, I have craved temptation into cramped every solitary sensation and turned them to them sins, too. So I fantasise, and rampantly Agonise the logic in my mind I dream of worlds without proportion and engagements of moral absorption. Til' I saturate my soul with images of endless time and space. In a stale solitary dimension I weave tales of honorary mention but forget their ascensions. Broken wishes of impossible ambitions With uncultural and isolated renditions Of self-indulgent ordeals. Brought upon by uncontrollable feels and reeled beyond sense into the light where my mind cannot be healed.
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Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 3:00 PM UTC
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