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Seems like everyone's looking for replacements, the lost and left huddled together seeking their placement, anAtomys standing static but the field is magnetic, bonds are bound for the making and we take it with ease not questioning if we're faking it, and in fact instead of friends we're lining up potential enemies. Is it all just overfamiliarity? Is the attraction just distraction? Force filled friendship or true connection? Full of heart or cardiac arrested development trying to drown out the loneliness and rejection? And if so how long will it last? How strong is the net cast? Is it holding us together Or are we just caught up? Deferring inevitable dejection, only a matter of time before detection and we're exposed for the fraudulents we are? Or have soul mates been found? Lovers been crowned , best friends and brothers who will always be round? Better things coming together replacing what's broken? Truth lying in the unspoken. Filling vacant places like liquid frozen. All In good Time? But can you Trust in time when it ultimately brings atrophy and erosion? Or Will these laws be undone by devotion? Logic replaced with emotion? Possibly... But enough philosophy my replacement bus is here.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
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Seems like everyone's looking for replacements, the lost and left huddled together seeking their placement, anAtomys standing static but the field is magnetic, bonds are bound for the making and we take it with ease not questioning if we're faking it, and in fact instead of friends we're lining up potential enemies. Is it all just overfamiliarity? Is the attraction just distraction? Force filled friendship or true connection? Full of heart or cardiac arrested development trying to drown out the loneliness and rejection? And if so how long will it last? How strong is the net cast? Is it holding us together Or are we just caught up? Deferring inevitable dejection, only a matter of time before detection and we're exposed for the fraudulents we are? Or have soul mates been found? Lovers been crowned , best friends and brothers who will always be round? Better things coming together replacing what's broken? Truth lying in the unspoken. Filling vacant places like liquid frozen. All In good Time? But can you Trust in time when it ultimately brings atrophy and erosion? Or Will these laws be undone by devotion? Logic replaced with emotion? Possibly... But enough philosophy my replacement bus is here.
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Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
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