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It's never enough Just to name the annoyance, You will never be able to completely avoid it. Fight off the hate with a fist full of flowers. It's Hard to see past the pain when the going gets sour. Moments full of fleeting feelings, Just Emotions devoid of sense and reason. So hold close the hope inside of your head, It's a torch in the darkness of fear, doubt, and dread. Trying cope with the weight of continuous stress, Under Pressure and trapped in an ominous mess. All the love that's been lost has turned into hate, When something's so good and then just goes away. Lost and alone in the thick grip of thought, When you're left by your friends your heart starts to rot.
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Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
Fight it with flowers
It's never enough Just to name the annoyance, You will never be able to completely avoid it. Fight off the hate with a fist full of flowers. It's Hard to see past the pain when the going gets sour. Moments full of fleeting feelings, Just Emotions devoid of sense and reason. So hold close the hope inside of your head, It's a torch in the darkness of fear, doubt, and dread. Trying cope with the weight of continuous stress, Under Pressure and trapped in an ominous mess. All the love that's been lost has turned into hate, When something's so good and then just goes away. Lost and alone in the thick grip of thought, When you're left by your friends your heart starts to rot.
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Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 2:28 PM UTC
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