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Self Righteous indignation, separation, and a flare for othering the man who strove to bridge the gap between himself and the world made himself an island to be safe from the chaotic trade winds Here, he felt, hell, he felt stronger than he was accustomed to but this only tempered his approach kept his destructive tendencies at bay and filled his time His ennui and his thirst for consequence His self deprecation, his lust for power, his empathy unbidden He knew of his own privilege, he knew other's pain was greater than his He knew other's success, and had tasted glory in doses unsatisfying He was meant to be satisfied with stagnation and was tailored to disapprove of the play by play but was forced to place bets on the rat race and to have his mind occupied by symbolism while he realized the cross was only two lines placed adjacently He was forced to explain to his lover, what love means, and how to believe What it meant, how it was, and why it was held in such high regard He comforted an ailing cherub, watered her roots with his own excretions For in appeasing her, he cut into himself All he wanted was to be big enough, to cut himself down enough that when he gave of himself, he could give what would have been his all while still holding on to what could be all he was.
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 2:05 AM UTC
Why should I believe in love baby?
Self Righteous indignation, separation, and a flare for othering the man who strove to bridge the gap between himself and the world made himself an island to be safe from the chaotic trade winds Here, he felt, hell, he felt stronger than he was accustomed to but this only tempered his approach kept his destructive tendencies at bay and filled his time His ennui and his thirst for consequence His self deprecation, his lust for power, his empathy unbidden He knew of his own privilege, he knew other's pain was greater than his He knew other's success, and had tasted glory in doses unsatisfying He was meant to be satisfied with stagnation and was tailored to disapprove of the play by play but was forced to place bets on the rat race and to have his mind occupied by symbolism while he realized the cross was only two lines placed adjacently He was forced to explain to his lover, what love means, and how to believe What it meant, how it was, and why it was held in such high regard He comforted an ailing cherub, watered her roots with his own excretions For in appeasing her, he cut into himself All he wanted was to be big enough, to cut himself down enough that when he gave of himself, he could give what would have been his all while still holding on to what could be all he was.
jacob-oates
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Aug 20, 2014
Aug 20, 2014 at 2:05 AM UTC
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