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Live my own words, self motivation
Unsatisfied with pictures painted by the outsiders of vanity buildings spinning in
Fruitless acts in slow rotatio..
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Laws are often unapologetic, broken
In pieces or peace will often slip
From fingertips.
These steps may be unorthodox
To familiar footsteps tha..
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What ingredients will make tomorrow?
Will the sun rise to shine on a relapse of last night's regrets?
Decisions change as often as light flashes a..
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If steps could have been quiet,
Or at least taken a bit slow,
These memories would have
Been remembered in the past.
Early mornings, late..
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Black silhouettes live in shadows
Shaded from the light of many,
Threatening to the ignorant
Igniting a sense of
Unjustified hate.
Hiding fro..
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When a pen became a path
The pride was drawn out in inspiration,
Slow assurance that allowed questions
To knock harder
At the doors of thoug..
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If tomorrow was the beginning of eternity, where would we rest?
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What has this heart become
Where has this beat gone?
Jaded from repetition of a similar beat.
Twisted and contorted,
Too comfortable with ..
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Head underneath a cloud
Clouded mind with feeble thoughts
While waters rush through beaten paths pressed firmly against confusion.
Small boa..
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These are the moments when simple conversations turn claustrophobic,
When downtime runs with longstanding
Regrets, and time laps around these..
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