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Why is there claimed a prosperity of jests That in loneliness a compulsion does denounce And neutral expression declares war upon itself Where an unjust obedience encounters misfortune A mishap that leaves an extremity of borrowed disparagement Shouting in a weary importance of arrival whose agency is false Leaves me, leaves me with head buried in palm Having conversations with my tears
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Aug 1, 2012
Aug 1, 2012 at 5:20 PM UTC
Love Lost
Why is there claimed a prosperity of jests That in loneliness a compulsion does denounce And neutral expression declares war upon itself Where an unjust obedience encounters misfortune A mishap that leaves an extremity of borrowed disparagement Shouting in a weary importance of arrival whose agency is false Leaves me, leaves me with head buried in palm Having conversations with my tears
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Aug 1, 2012
Aug 1, 2012 at 5:20 PM UTC
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