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At least you still dream
02/07/2010 05:20 a.m.
see inside of our minds
and act without pushing I wont
come back with the intention of shoving
this little bit
off the map
off my plate
back like the crashing of time
laced and lit up is a sign
that we never needed to see
needed to be more than leaves
for it's never been ours
to just to be
you see you see what you see
and it's never going to be
for me it's just waiting to leave
the dying of every leaf
the wait is just waiting for me
from the pits to the top of the beat
we slip into somber like sleep
and eat Zantac and we feed
and lick the Zantac off our sleeves
then scream and just lie through our teeth
the feeling of being deceased
and realizing that dead can still be
is nothing compared to the dream
of diving straight into you seat
after you've gotten up to just leave
and feeling as you felt in your sleep
when you dreamed of this lie
and this creep


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