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Some times in times those times when all in mind are but to dream steadily through toward ends motioning for reverie standing, dreamily basking in euphoria-seeming bitterness sweetly wrapped with words screaming gently a pain mixed with despair To be seen begging even then for a moment as one's fiery ambition against the pinning, trapping, and confines of what's real searches for what's realer still real even to me realer than what was to be than motions moving toward all that was said to me Why then in cursive language wrought with meaning dripping with flaws poetic even to those seeking another world home again, even then balanced when steadied all over again matched with thoughts in mind freeing with chains subtlety fraught with mind's wondering sought toward winds moving handily through a wilderness disconnects between what's held in in time with time serving another role again motioning still acceptance hinting toward will, free seeking each time again matched with euphony a stated joy peaceful, a nothingness without what ends again at the beginning of what meant to be, then
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Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 4:13 AM UTC
You, Phony
Some times in times those times when all in mind are but to dream steadily through toward ends motioning for reverie standing, dreamily basking in euphoria-seeming bitterness sweetly wrapped with words screaming gently a pain mixed with despair To be seen begging even then for a moment as one's fiery ambition against the pinning, trapping, and confines of what's real searches for what's realer still real even to me realer than what was to be than motions moving toward all that was said to me Why then in cursive language wrought with meaning dripping with flaws poetic even to those seeking another world home again, even then balanced when steadied all over again matched with thoughts in mind freeing with chains subtlety fraught with mind's wondering sought toward winds moving handily through a wilderness disconnects between what's held in in time with time serving another role again motioning still acceptance hinting toward will, free seeking each time again matched with euphony a stated joy peaceful, a nothingness without what ends again at the beginning of what meant to be, then
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joel-johnson
Sep 17, 2016
Sep 17, 2016 at 4:13 AM UTC
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