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Constancy takes its toll
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the thought of You
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when yesterday was clear
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Life before the fall
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lean on me
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remember what
you used to say
when you were
in your prime
“if I get old
and I get gray,
don’t treat it
like a crime”
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RIP Cormac McCarthy - one of the giants
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we are never what we seem.
pieces go missing
or were never there to begin with.
but still,
always there is beauty
always,
there is you.
always
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I’m going to quote Bob Dylan to you. Bob and I were painting together one day, and I asked him how he wrote so many great songs. In all seriousness, he said, “John, I’ve written the same four fucking songs a million times.” I’m going to get in line with Bob on that. It’s always the same song, just more mature or with a different angle.
-John Mellencamp
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I remember
her telling me
she
wanted to cry.
The tears would well up
and she didn’t know why.
I remember
I remember
The cycle of innocence lost
The pain one would feel
The weight of the cost
of remembering.
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she wasn’t always
there for me,
yet her sad eyes
could always see
that truth
is sometimes pain
in her world
she floats above
the uncertainty
of unfound love
in her world
she is
the beginning,
she is the end
In her world
I feel unworthy
for I
could not pretend
that I belong
yet, she left her mark
as she walked away
she
will always be the song
I sing,
the chords I play
she
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