Im sorry you had to walk all the way up
now and then, i wonder:
whats the world gonna be like when
*your heart stops pumping with compassion
and reality has lost sight of you*
i don't really know but
i think that
I'll never synchronize
to anything that brings me to my last day
when will i have i to lose?
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cold creamer in
my coffee.
the steam, slowly deteriates &
before my eyes.
prior to its disappearance
i got a quick and
shallow glance
at the scrauol as it is lifted
into the air
sublime was the way then
in the murky November vapor
I love what i have
and all i have is giving me
hindsight? zero to 100 percent . epiphany.
some call it sin of gluttony
im loving how much i am feeling it
nasty cold december is tempting me
and I'm needing a bit more rest
than the amount you have given me
but i didn't even think about leaving
* i am loving my stay*
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not the intellectual property of i but instead cherubs drifting in the past
Dec 14, 2013
Dec 14, 2013 at 1:36 PM UTC
Im sorry you had to walk all the way up
now and then, i wonder:
whats the world gonna be like when
*your heart stops pumping with compassion
and reality has lost sight of you*
i don't really know but
i think that
I'll never synchronize
to anything that brings me to my last day
when will i have i to lose?
----------------------------------
cold creamer in
my coffee.
the steam, slowly deteriates &
before my eyes.
prior to its disappearance
i got a quick and
shallow glance
at the scrauol as it is lifted
into the air
sublime was the way then
in the murky November vapor
I love what i have
and all i have is giving me
hindsight? zero to 100 percent . epiphany.
some call it sin of gluttony
im loving how much i am feeling it
nasty cold december is tempting me
and I'm needing a bit more rest
than the amount you have given me
but i didn't even think about leaving
* i am loving my stay*
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not the intellectual property of i but instead cherubs drifting in the past
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