It's cold. Feels like Independence Day.
2 Funerals, a near miss.
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There was a hearse leaving a mall parking lot this afternoon. A funeral for the greedy, the revolution is alive again. They may be learning that money saved is money earned. But greedy souls want their souless plastic. "We cannot be stopped, the best things in life cost millions, you'll never take that away from us." We can only hope for the best.
They can dress dead bodies up in tight designer jeans diesel prada. It looks good.
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Death of the discontent, becuase you breathed life into me when I was drowning and looking for a solution to pain. Salty water on my lips from an ocean I've never swam in. Weeds wrapped around my ankles, they were holding me under, keeping me from anything close to reality.
You said you'd never seen someone so lost, I said I'd never felt so found.
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Do you remember the dangling baby birds? They swung from the tree branch, their was mother singing at them, but there was nothing anyone could do about it. The windows were unopenable, the tree was too high up. They were stuck, left to suffer. It kills me to see you in a situation you can't fix. Don't fall. Please don't fall. You may look beautiful in the bloodstained grass, but darling, dead never looked good on you.
So keep the blood in your head, and keep your feet on the ground.
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Did you read it all? Does it matter?
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There was a hearse leaving a mall parking lot this afternoon. A funeral for the greedy, the revolution is alive again. They may be learning that money saved is money earned. But greedy souls want their souless plastic. "We cannot be stopped, the best things in life cost millions, you'll never take that away from us." We can only hope for the best.
They can dress dead bodies up in tight designer jeans diesel prada. It looks good.
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Death of the discontent, becuase you breathed life into me when I was drowning and looking for a solution to pain. Salty water on my lips from an ocean I've never swam in. Weeds wrapped around my ankles, they were holding me under, keeping me from anything close to reality.
You said you'd never seen someone so lost, I said I'd never felt so found.
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Do you remember the dangling baby birds? They swung from the tree branch, their was mother singing at them, but there was nothing anyone could do about it. The windows were unopenable, the tree was too high up. They were stuck, left to suffer. It kills me to see you in a situation you can't fix. Don't fall. Please don't fall. You may look beautiful in the bloodstained grass, but darling, dead never looked good on you.
So keep the blood in your head, and keep your feet on the ground.
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Did you read it all? Does it matter?