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Clockwork monotones strike out from the depth of my soul. A sullen teenage angst, too abbreviated to filter down. Surpassing the realization of life's gentle philosophy. Yet, still, in the darkness of allure, a love beats
Inner proportions unknown to the abandoned shelter of hearts. Relapsing into the broken mechanics of self discovery.. you will?. Painstakingly anointed with each falling tear, each memory from vision. Faint screams of each days miracle elevate the unspoken prayers of all.
In succession it falls, mirrored through the eyes of a tainted youth. Regimented acquisitions of colorful anomalies rebirth anxiety. Pounding on the walls, colliding with a nationless army. Requesting all that matters from someone too lapsed to notice..
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There she sits, oblivious to her unattainable beauty. A figure of impossible reality, boundless in life's oceanic pulse. Glances of adoration suffice in the cryptic word play of suppressed want.
Unseeing she believes herself unseen, still there she sits
Here I stand, encompassed by a vision of sophisticated perfection. Shining lights of passion reflect in these once tired eyes. Lapsed equations of a timeless beauty fade into existence. Today, I love her, yet here I stand.
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