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Attack
Contributed by
kdizzy279
on
Sunday, 13th May 2018 @ 03:28:42 PM in AEST
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getting high for the peace.
coming down and the facts remain.
after all these years, not much has changed.
dry mouth, sweaty palms. attack attack.
deciding to run, never had much fight.
keep the light dimmed, panic panic.
finding comfort in the dark.
numb are these senses, medicated.
synapses bent into different shapes.
firing in wrong directions, crooked colors.
connected through space and time.
outside of this body i will remain.
follow the agony back home.
nothing makes any sense here.
becoming aggresive, devils fool.
medicating with the angels food.
pleading and begging for his grace.
im on my knees, no light in sight.
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Re: Attack
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by WellEyeDo on
Tuesday, 15th May 2018 @ 12:26:45 AM AEST
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| I have come to learn that we do not hide in dark rooms afraid the light will show us what we/'/ve done. We hide from what we can still become. Because hope feels like a weight we can not carry. We have lost trust in our ability to grow like our past defines us and what/'/s to come. I may not be much of a religious man. But I do believe in rebirth from what we were to what we were meant to be. |
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