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goons never say,..
[b]i wear my depression on my sleeve and my heart in my back pocket.
you wont even feel it until im walking away.
like, yo- was that love?
stuck reminiscing. over dosing on memories.
please, dont revive me.
im coming back anyways.
see ya next round. addicted to heartache
tryna evolve and play god’s game until i learn some back roads or have enough fun till my soul explodes.
till you make a wish when i shoot by, and i hear your thoughts and dont even question why.
no judgements.
no doubt.
just a force of love light and music. an undying community of goons tryna break the wheels and erase the fleshy blues, but its a long journey cuz we’re all learning and our hearts are some silly fools.
all in good time, but thats a game too. gotta learn the tricks.
gotta learn to dance to the tick tocs of the fleshy blues. [/b]
you wont even feel it until im walking away.
like, yo- was that love?
stuck reminiscing. over dosing on memories.
please, dont revive me.
im coming back anyways.
see ya next round. addicted to heartache
tryna evolve and play god’s game until i learn some back roads or have enough fun till my soul explodes.
till you make a wish when i shoot by, and i hear your thoughts and dont even question why.
no judgements.
no doubt.
just a force of love light and music. an undying community of goons tryna break the wheels and erase the fleshy blues, but its a long journey cuz we’re all learning and our hearts are some silly fools.
all in good time, but thats a game too. gotta learn the tricks.
gotta learn to dance to the tick tocs of the fleshy blues. [/b]
Published 25th Mar 2015
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25th Mar 2015 9:11pm
Sounds like you've already learned to dance. There's darkness here but also joy. Fine job!
