Caught cutting through the running tide. Bleeding
out; portrayed way past a prime tripping over
words and playing tricks on time. Eastern standard
time of the dead. Wear clocks round our necks like
tombstone. Fuck not lest ye be fucked. A point
invariably moot when you've outgrown smarts and
frustration is your strongest suit. Keep in mind,
it's the wisest man that will always be told to
forget his ego for a minute and realize that he
can't replace his ass just because he found a
crack in it. How can we sit so still when its so
hard to look passed the last one you loved; so
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I go on searching for these days when I'm standing
among them? I've found my way back there.
Rhetorical wisdom will always prove to be a locked
door a lost chance and all you'll never see a
statement betrayed like your worst enemy. 26 years
past my prime as if minutes made a difference. You
can't change a mind lost to the hours held so
dear, Like ostriches with head in sand we fear our
desires. Breathe every breath like it wasn't a
count-down can't force your way out of a dream
purchased with fear.