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An unlit cigarette Burns Breathlessly Inhaling High On a low Between the lines Waiting Patiently For nothing Watching death With life filled eyes A caged Free spirit Haunting the haunted Listening To silence In a loud room While speachlessly   Conversing Of unrefined Technique
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May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC
I Sit, A Walking Contradiction
An unlit cigarette Burns Breathlessly Inhaling High On a low Between the lines Waiting Patiently For nothing Watching death With life filled eyes A caged Free spirit Haunting the haunted Listening To silence In a loud room While speachlessly   Conversing Of unrefined Technique
Inspired introspective perspective
KrakPott
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May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 9:18 PM UTC
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