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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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I want us back.
She'll break apart all by herselfIts so easy how we come undone Take me over when I'm gone Take me over make me strong Take me over when I'm gone ...Will they burn for me? Its amazing how this human will pushes you want so much, to be so much, yet how the flesh is so limited, and the tongue is limp. I have no words for myself, no hopes, no dreams, no future in my mind. Ah, the worrisome mind. (that could have meant anything). Haha. But blog inference is never good for the soul. You become so obsessed with knowing, that you never find content, real content in ignorance. How to be truly, simply happy. Many people seem to forget how the people around us are all human, there's so much absence of love amongst people, that people don't seem to understand how we are all interlinked in this great big world. We forget forgiveness, patience, kindness, empathy. Sometimes it makes me sad, how people are so caught up with having to prove themselves that they forget that their life isn't only about them. Sometimes its not even about them. That we as people are all flawed, (I'm very flawed), and we need to acknowledge that in ourselves, and in others. It just seems to be a time to think. CTs do that to you. They get you down, and your mind starts working. Churning them butter, soft and oily (eurgh). Hahaha. |