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it will be @ better soon
there’s never been so much static statistically it is everywhere we’re nowhere near being above or beyond it yet, we believe we’re superior or sharper that our city’s too quiet and quaint for such a fallout or faint but he, with a needle nestled in his arm and a powder point residue remaining dripping like a leaky faucet in his now meaningless throat breathes no more lifelessness has rendered his body limp and cold and as though we weren’t listening we said it wasn’t so that things terrible things like this don’t happen here all the consequences of such things often brings inexplicable anguish and uncertainty life lends us lessons to learn in every cob webbed corner in every faceless name or nameless face there’s a trace of something we’ll never know we can always see the possibility of it in the appearance of those that we treasure but we don’t even think that we’ll ever actually see it there and then it’s there and they’re gone carry this with me Older Entries |
