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When I Said...
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Fighting 4 Survival
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05 June 2011
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Grazing between faded silhouettes.. Expressions beyond reason or for the season.
Shimmering, Saturated, jewels of truth. Incapable of lying. Art almost to perfection.
The clues they linger. . . sweet syllables I send. They dance among the breeze so
innocently, with curiosity out and about. Then it must be without question that this
route has no doubt.
Purge thy breathe. It's departure, slow and uneasy. Distance of little comfort. I cry
colorless tears of lost inquisition. This moment. . . stealing the spaces between
dying thoughts, as vision blurs between us now.
I could of said. . I could have said many things. . .
Shimmering, Saturated, jewels of truth. Incapable of lying. Art almost to perfection.
The clues they linger. . . sweet syllables I send. They dance among the breeze so
innocently, with curiosity out and about. Then it must be without question that this
route has no doubt.
Purge thy breathe. It's departure, slow and uneasy. Distance of little comfort. I cry
colorless tears of lost inquisition. This moment. . . stealing the spaces between
dying thoughts, as vision blurs between us now.
I could of said. . I could have said many things. . .
