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*We all looked up to your encrypted pattern Like a baseball, they fly past our eyes Right into & through the saturn Few have cut their strings And risked it all to chase their dreams Few have grown their wings To take pride in the task they achieved To pleasure on materialistic things Or to take part in the view of other's agony From your monster height, they please You the queen You fail to find someone to trust And your downfall undoes it's rust Drink at all costs, avoid the pain Shame comes down on you at once Like a bullet to the brain*
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Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 9:33 PM UTC
A Review In Progress of a Gloopy Mess of Unfinished Thoughts That Annie Spilled As I Clean The Mess Left Under My Eyes When The Cans Pile Up
*We all looked up to your encrypted pattern Like a baseball, they fly past our eyes Right into & through the saturn Few have cut their strings And risked it all to chase their dreams Few have grown their wings To take pride in the task they achieved To pleasure on materialistic things Or to take part in the view of other's agony From your monster height, they please You the queen You fail to find someone to trust And your downfall undoes it's rust Drink at all costs, avoid the pain Shame comes down on you at once Like a bullet to the brain*
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Dec 30, 2016
Dec 30, 2016 at 9:33 PM UTC
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