Stab the life out of me like a sewer does to a pin cushion. Even if you pull out all the pins under a minute the holes are too big to fill in heaven. These deadly weapons intent to destroy has no reason. The answer eludes all honesty and lies acceptance is not wanted. Hands

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One step ahead of the other in sand, dirt, snow, and grass. Hands holding when eyes could not wide open. A common name whispered when hope was lost. Moving forward with chains rattling behind us. The destination was not ours. One prayer away of the worst. Another step of hoping for the best.

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pushing out the positiveplucking the featherspacking them upall of themmany cruel colorsexcitement in the airlaughter going one wayhurry quickly nowpeering out the doorwaycrushing down the publicitydon’t feel safecan’t find responsibilitynothing makes sensedark force lurkinglast word heardthe crowd cheers

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They refer to me as a former smoker,the one who has a loving and hating relationship,not so much with cigarettes but with the smoke.Knowing the nicotine blackens lungs,fills your veins with ongoing smoke,and will one day take hours from your life,is not enough for a real smoker.They don’t care about the future, only until they

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