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does anybody else sit and wonder

what the hell it all means

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poetry

bigger than life

We live to walk the line
between comprimise and demise
while suffering these lies,
And the truth lies
so close and out of reach
and there’s nothing left to teach,
And we all want a beautiful life
when all we need is a beautiful death.

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You looked nice enough
sitting there, having a smoke
talking soft despite hard tattoos,
and I wasn’t that surprised
when you said you had been doing time,
that old story
nice guy, wrong crowd
and now you’re up on your feet
out on the street, looking for a job
just trying to turn things around,
and we didn’t seem that different
guess we just grew up different.

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