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Discontinued
03:07
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It’s the end of the line.
It’s hard to decide if I should continue with this badgering of a life that was sheltered in the beginning.
I wish I could think on it differently.
How can I try when I’m not sure where I’m going to be?
Because I’m certain of most mistakes I see forthcoming.
Right or wrong, it’s the uncertainty of it all.
Discontinuing the product of my generation’s fault.
I won’t create another problem for this world.
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Preemptive Ends
02:07
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My untenable smirk is all I need to keep you second guessing everything.
When you’re mindful of your feelings, I hope I’m through with mine.
I was lost in you because you played the part.
Except that’s not how you handle an empty heart.
Waking up in lucidity and a feeble mind desiring a new day
With a compulsive notion that things will not easily comply for this time.
My cemented hands won’t answer the telephone ring:
“Hi, how are you?”
“No thanks this evening.”
I’m fine with the solitude I’ve found.
I was lost in you because you played the part.
Except that’s not how to handle an empty heart.
My untenable smirk is all I need to have kept you second guessing everything.
While you were mindful of your feelings, I was through with mine.
I was lost in you because you played the part.
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On love
02:19
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The light is on.
It begs the question: Am I the only one who stands to think that too many people are always rushing?
It seems to me no one cares to consider the possible repercussions of caring for another.
When you have to consider all the aspects of how they’ll be put together.
Everything is insane.
But the truth remains.
It’s loosely related, easily justified, never integrated.
How do we try to survive?
I’m sick of seeing the same scenes.
The light is on.
It begs the question: Am I the only one who stands to think that too many people are always rushing?
It seems to me no one cares to consider the possible repercussions of caring for another.
When you have to consider all the aspects of how they’ll be put together.
I’m sick of seeing the same scenes and stories of lives not being cherished.
Everything is insane. But the truth remains.
I’m sick of seeing the same stories.
Am I the only who considers what it takes to care for another?
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All Things Must Pass
02:51
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As if I was supposed adapt quickly you were quick to withdraw all likelihood of anything working.
Am I supposed to believe each time I’ve had is faulty due to the other not being ready?
So I’m left feeling like I didn’t see it coming.
One left because she was already committing.
The next for vices I’ll never be grasping.
The last just wanted to love me, and I still found something wrong with how she was living.
I can’t find a reason to think I’m piecing everything together.
I bit the bullet of inevitable forthcomings.
Dreaming of lead. An inevitable end.
I’d be happy to answer questions, but I’m stuck in a gap of sustainability and a mind that’s always
questioning. So thanks for the blessings. Thanks for the upbringings. I’m sorry for failing. I shouldn’t be
by now.
Dreaming of lead. An inevitable end.
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