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somber steps of a misinformed man knowing without knowing is worse than the end. 'youre wrong about me' he says a final word scraping against my lips but no longer settling so deep that i am succumbed and entangled. because of this long term unsettling i am far from safe i dove for discomfort i was compelled to compromise results are obsolete when no one wants to change our future holds the objects we carry displaced by misfortune in time. i am the depth i am the road i am the impossible you long to hold.
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Mar 10, 2010
Mar 10, 2010 at 9:29 AM UTC
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somber steps of a misinformed man knowing without knowing is worse than the end. 'youre wrong about me' he says a final word scraping against my lips but no longer settling so deep that i am succumbed and entangled. because of this long term unsettling i am far from safe i dove for discomfort i was compelled to compromise results are obsolete when no one wants to change our future holds the objects we carry displaced by misfortune in time. i am the depth i am the road i am the impossible you long to hold.
erin-haggerty
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Mar 10, 2010
Mar 10, 2010 at 9:29 AM UTC
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