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uncommon sense - this bitterness is all my own as i ponder in this loneliness i've made my home an empty room - looking like some prehistoric wonder watching over seasons as i crumble, grumble, stumble and mumble something crude about my desperate situation. logic states: actions create an equal amount of reactions with sometimes dire consequences and honestly, i can't remember the last time anyone's looked at me as if they could even see what's left behind this veil of relativity what's left of me... sadly now, the figuring of light is all that matters as delicate yet brutal figures draw me near an elegant and prehistoric wonder i wonder why we had to learn of this vast theory of changes light years away, lost amongst these promises and whispers...
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC
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uncommon sense - this bitterness is all my own as i ponder in this loneliness i've made my home an empty room - looking like some prehistoric wonder watching over seasons as i crumble, grumble, stumble and mumble something crude about my desperate situation. logic states: actions create an equal amount of reactions with sometimes dire consequences and honestly, i can't remember the last time anyone's looked at me as if they could even see what's left behind this veil of relativity what's left of me... sadly now, the figuring of light is all that matters as delicate yet brutal figures draw me near an elegant and prehistoric wonder i wonder why we had to learn of this vast theory of changes light years away, lost amongst these promises and whispers...
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mahatma-jones
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 12:18 AM UTC
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