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speculation pulls down on the body the quick switch into panic, akin to the comedic drop of an anvil when you realise that things aren't as simple as they seemed it's amazing that you could even be shocked but when has anything ever been simple? what else is life to you but a riddle? the questions which rush through your brain sweeping you off your feet and onto the gravel curiosity lunges at you, hungry and ready to feed to claim another life, to rip each "what if?" out from your curled fists you should have already known the murders it is capable of but you would never take the proverb literally, would you "things are the way they are, because they are" do not lie back in the mud and be defeated pull the mystery apart, unravel the string with your mighty claws seize the day and avenge the cat
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Aug 5, 2013
Aug 5, 2013 at 8:55 PM UTC
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speculation pulls down on the body the quick switch into panic, akin to the comedic drop of an anvil when you realise that things aren't as simple as they seemed it's amazing that you could even be shocked but when has anything ever been simple? what else is life to you but a riddle? the questions which rush through your brain sweeping you off your feet and onto the gravel curiosity lunges at you, hungry and ready to feed to claim another life, to rip each "what if?" out from your curled fists you should have already known the murders it is capable of but you would never take the proverb literally, would you "things are the way they are, because they are" do not lie back in the mud and be defeated pull the mystery apart, unravel the string with your mighty claws seize the day and avenge the cat
curiosity can **** a cat but maybe you'll survive
honor
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Aug 5, 2013
Aug 5, 2013 at 8:55 PM UTC
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