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My tired loveAll that’s left in the end is loveAfter all the whirlwinds have passedAll that’s left is loveit brings me downI’m sorry..
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can you hear me?i’m not here to take,at least not intentionallyi am not here to usurp younot here to catch you in a faultnot here to take one st..
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i wheeled on to the prairiei remembered walking through herebeing chased and chasing predators for who’s prize the game would bewith stones and ..
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i found myself standing on a beach cliff,its perpetual breeze chilling my face,blowing my hairon its own face, the grey, dried soil,showing me its bro..
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i feel like vomiting,for the first time in my lifethere’s no reason for me to live,if life seems to consist, of living for watching television,l..
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so,
you think the earth is yours,
for you to pillage and rape,
to take of her beauty and squander,
at the price
of those destitute
of food and s..
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I. so, you wink at an injusticeyou think it’s funny ’cause it ain’t happened to youyet,and if it does,the rules of engagement don&rs..
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i came upon a heap of littered wordsstrewn upon the landscapea graveyard of frozen pens and dried up pagestornas if from the living hearts of voiceles..
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goodby my friends,i leave you on the other sidei leave you the birdswith their songs,who sing in innocencelisten closely,they sing for yougoodbye,i le..
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i woke one day
i was aware,
i saw and felt,
mainly fear,
some curiosity
mainly, i just felt
by seeing,
i wasn't fully self aware then,
it ca..
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