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those who choose to lay in the river eventually drift into someone they know and call it fate
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Sep 21, 2020
Sep 21, 2020 at 11:32 PM UTC
*Settling Downstream*
I wish I were asleep right now inside of a dream, not in town you were once on my team, til my sound gave out.. Why're looking at me like that? It's causing my self esteem to go d o w n s t r e a m Oh, I see it was all just a scheme.
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Dec 10, 2015
Dec 10, 2015 at 8:24 AM UTC
Downstream Scheme
If my dreams were made of ice and I had just one wish, Someone at the top has already set the cities fire to full blast, Turning everything I hoped for to a puddle, melting it. What's the point in this life when everything you want Depends on if they will open the door for you? It seems To me we are only doing what the rich all would want us to! Though this sounds like a stupid rant, but notice if you will, How much it costs for cops to go to a house simply Because of a stupid argument, REAL justice unfulfilled. It's happened before and it will happen again, these tools, They who make all of my dreams disappear with a snap, The one who has the least integrity is often the one who rules...
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 3:51 AM UTC
That Which "Floats Downstream"
Oh, she says, I’m going to wash you away. I’m going to wash you so far down stream, Out to the sea. I will dilute you in the infinity of the ocean. The rains will come and off you’ll go. So far, so far away from me. I will wash you down with what’s in front of me. Goodbye to the rain, goodbye to the streams, the sea, the oceans and you.
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
Wash You Down
I bottle up my emotions and then ship them downstream. © Matthew Harlovic
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Nov 18, 2014
Nov 18, 2014 at 11:29 PM UTC
Bottled Up - 10w
There's no other path that this gravity will take Supplanting my air, my breath as every sense drowns within a distorted atmosphere The walls rise on and up As I feel this weight wiring to my mind Fuses so short I never notice the sparks until the last one pinches and scatters the emotions within my now-broken shell.
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Aug 7, 2014
Aug 7, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC
Downstream