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By ItsDanGuy Date: 2010 Jan 17 Comment on this Work [[2010.01.17.02.17.4398]] |
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Aside from gems of scarce retreats, a cycle binds our hearts. A dismal slave to agitation; a love so far apart. Your depression fuels my anger. My anger drives my acts. My actions turn full circle. Depressions linger back! Love; an exotic beast; taking no regard for sense. She takes no heed to warning signs nor lies conditional to bliss. Your depression fuels my anger. My anger drives my acts. My actions turn full circle. Depressions linger back! This perpetual rythm builds up pressure a break interrupts the beat. clemency of voiceless fights make scars so faint; Repeat. |