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why am i afraid? because you're afraid what color is the sky where is my moon? why does the sky bleed blue? i have carbon filters fresh water promises people who don't want to die by my side die somewhere else with jelly bean bellies some color cast in all frames pass by slap,slap,slap like good dope, or going over a bridge like birds flapping wings or visions of ancient gods good wanderings always wear a rubber bad endings and hopeless angels going upward red hair beautiful soul looking out for us chumps the sanity is in seeing double knowing the enemy is above you and below you there is a massacre to be held a genocide to be dealt we dwarf all we ********** common sense we come down and cling to substance the best won in the worst eye now we're ******* with the oceans its very tide those who appreciate this are done for those who own their emotions do not know i have only one gate come on down here see what its like clawing your way out of a bottomless pit. yet rejoice everyfoot you have made it somewhere where it doesnt matter
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Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 9:33 PM UTC
the worst of times
why am i afraid? because you're afraid what color is the sky where is my moon? why does the sky bleed blue? i have carbon filters fresh water promises people who don't want to die by my side die somewhere else with jelly bean bellies some color cast in all frames pass by slap,slap,slap like good dope, or going over a bridge like birds flapping wings or visions of ancient gods good wanderings always wear a rubber bad endings and hopeless angels going upward red hair beautiful soul looking out for us chumps the sanity is in seeing double knowing the enemy is above you and below you there is a massacre to be held a genocide to be dealt we dwarf all we ********** common sense we come down and cling to substance the best won in the worst eye now we're ******* with the oceans its very tide those who appreciate this are done for those who own their emotions do not know i have only one gate come on down here see what its like clawing your way out of a bottomless pit. yet rejoice everyfoot you have made it somewhere where it doesnt matter
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carl-hoek
Apr 21, 2014
Apr 21, 2014 at 9:33 PM UTC
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