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The only substitute for pain is that of a...

Skittering towards an unknown end
Across platforms of barren limbs...

A slave to chivalry, watching time slip through...
Those first to jump through the smog of ignorance...

The squiggled squaggle punched out his rhythmic...
We all know that to love is to like and to like is...

I hold my tongue so I can truly listen,
I hold my tongue so I can truly understand...

I Stare because I can,
I Smile because I can't...

Looking around for inspiration
Nothing seems to fit like I want it to...

Shooting down a hall of treasures
Making the senses combine...

I live to listen
I listen to learn...

A flash of sky,
Strikes...

I'm skittering along the edge of shame,
Daydreaming about past regrets...

It's the little things,
That make every moment...