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You (I) can feel The Waiting. Did I hear It Because she said It? Or did my tired heart's armour ***** so fear could sing? What can change an evil mind? Loyalty? I think not. That subtle persuasion of fear Writes Determinism on a Tissue. I control my own actions... But Realities layer themselves Onto my tired heart And I find myself submitting Be (cause) control Is an (in)sane asylum. So wink.
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 10:53 AM UTC
Cleopatra and Mike
You (I) can feel The Waiting. Did I hear It Because she said It? Or did my tired heart's armour ***** so fear could sing? What can change an evil mind? Loyalty? I think not. That subtle persuasion of fear Writes Determinism on a Tissue. I control my own actions... But Realities layer themselves Onto my tired heart And I find myself submitting Be (cause) control Is an (in)sane asylum. So wink.
#fear#insanity#control#waiting
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 10:53 AM UTC
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