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from over here i'm not sure what to say can you read me? can you read me now? shall i embark on a quest of cliches? shall i compare thee to a summer's lay.... nay thou art a trove more evanescent it isn't a lesson i contain or a fountain to pertain my rhyming speech is but a way to sway my fears away --avoidance and presumptuous credence-- for another fake, fake, fake assailing parallel of waning candlelight i've never blinked at in inebriated chores (the pride is seamless in the play of work) embarrassed trifles witnessed here, and here, too. i cannot see far or near. the session isn't claimed by fear, only dear, dear, yearning
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Oct 18, 2012
Oct 18, 2012 at 7:22 PM UTC
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from over here i'm not sure what to say can you read me? can you read me now? shall i embark on a quest of cliches? shall i compare thee to a summer's lay.... nay thou art a trove more evanescent it isn't a lesson i contain or a fountain to pertain my rhyming speech is but a way to sway my fears away --avoidance and presumptuous credence-- for another fake, fake, fake assailing parallel of waning candlelight i've never blinked at in inebriated chores (the pride is seamless in the play of work) embarrassed trifles witnessed here, and here, too. i cannot see far or near. the session isn't claimed by fear, only dear, dear, yearning
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Oct 18, 2012
Oct 18, 2012 at 7:22 PM UTC
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