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absolutes always die we get afraid that they're everywhere but life comes along each way with compromise by the way of wings something like wasp wings filling our fields and shoes making us walk away from bliss like we would death or the smell of it what places the leather back and makes everything smell like best quality skin is the knowledge that half love gets tired much earlier than all this it can’t learn the steps it’s happier to stumble away than towards the noose dances instead and tightens a lil harder a lil fuller knowing where to break its neck before compromise mumbles in silence long before we sing.
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 8:14 PM UTC
A holliday inside the sun
absolutes always die we get afraid that they're everywhere but life comes along each way with compromise by the way of wings something like wasp wings filling our fields and shoes making us walk away from bliss like we would death or the smell of it what places the leather back and makes everything smell like best quality skin is the knowledge that half love gets tired much earlier than all this it can’t learn the steps it’s happier to stumble away than towards the noose dances instead and tightens a lil harder a lil fuller knowing where to break its neck before compromise mumbles in silence long before we sing.
Renemutume
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 8:14 PM UTC
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