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the path followed always comes up short

i haven't even followed to begin with

i still haven't figured out the reasoning

or the way it's supposed to turn out to be



i'm always questioning the existance

persisting towards the valid solution



i'm doing what i must just to stay on ground

it's so hard to lose when i've never won

i can't take back what i've never been given

giving in so many times it's a mystery what i'm living in

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let it all fall just to see if it comes back

pay no mind and see how much you owe after the fact

you ask why and i won't ask when

you can't lie and i won't pretend



here the meaning is captured

like still films from past reactions

they say seeing is believing

so i'm receiving the frequency for short

just to rewind, retry, erase, then abort

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stay off my dirty hands

and playstats in heresay

this plane lands in bostwick

planned offhand out this way



messages in lawn maneuvers

freehand longhand still appeals to me

we'd see when in time out

why however the seconds land



well hear once the last time i understood:

it's neither here nor there

nor where here is or are near

now there is the answer

but not a question i fear

whether you want it this time

nowhere near isn't anywhere here



wanting to black my white with off-white

and to turn off the dark bringing on the light

getting the rest to knot my black shoeties

not the new guys

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platforms plitter platter in branching orders

somewhat ill eels still wheels

they come only when announced!

don't lock me out for taking you inside

don't happen to doubt you came along for the ride

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it's impossible with no probable direction

i'd rather go in without detection

all these dead ends to be met in both ways

it's all so red it's to bleed thru anyway

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we speak nothing and nothing left's un-spoken

like these words taken from unabridged volumes

there's no screw to tear it from the inside

to set it all straight, i'm laughing at you as well



porcelain portions revel in frozen fountains

many times they've masqueraded down mountains

so many to come and only five hours to go

hunting down the villian nine times one million

like big barqueing browns barbequeing billiards

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first half of two thousand eight

got two tax checks, shit! thats great

23 cent pizza, but had to wait

gas prices too high, i fucking hate

that's its so far of two thousand eight

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