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we all have a cavity our hearts, our souls dipped in a sweet longing for lust, for love happiness made of bees wax the sting, forever etched on our skins, in every memory awake and asleep with the pain stings as cruel as the memories we hold dear we're all dead, not yet we can escape, but reality has a rope on our neck a joke we're alive as we gasp for breath the world defined by the acute pain every other day we have to deal with all our hopes we try must we continuously bleed til we get rid of the pain? and yes, we live, barely alive in a hollow world buried beneath our chest we must always try to live- without regrets
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Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 5:51 PM UTC
to live is to suffer
we all have a cavity our hearts, our souls dipped in a sweet longing for lust, for love happiness made of bees wax the sting, forever etched on our skins, in every memory awake and asleep with the pain stings as cruel as the memories we hold dear we're all dead, not yet we can escape, but reality has a rope on our neck a joke we're alive as we gasp for breath the world defined by the acute pain every other day we have to deal with all our hopes we try must we continuously bleed til we get rid of the pain? and yes, we live, barely alive in a hollow world buried beneath our chest we must always try to live- without regrets
xander
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xander
Jan 27, 2014
Jan 27, 2014 at 5:51 PM UTC
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