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We always clash between the words we say and what we really mean. It doesn’t make sense we mix signals with coming clean. And we used to have to such to say. Now our phone calls are sparatic moments of breaking silence. How can I be so easy to forget? We’ve gone from being friends to not even existing. And you used to have so much to say. We used to mean something. I wish we still meant something. I’d hate to have this thought as a mistake, we tried and failed. But we run deep. Far to deep to let this come between the last ten years of you and me. Believe me.
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I stutter through blackened streets trying to make sense of every pessimistic situation I fall in. It’s so easy to get lost here, and i’ve been lost for so long. Someday this will reminisce with laughter in some way, some how we forget the things that used to keep us awake. But we all have times we feel like we could do better, or should do more with what little time we have. I just try to remember every step brings us farther from where I’ve come. It’s the abrasive ways of not letting myself lose control in susceptible conditions. I have the scars to prove I can’t evolve. Someday this only will damage myself in some way, maybe walking is just a lethargic way of running away.
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December, Every Year
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Portland's New Chicago
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We hide from answers to the questions we’re scared of hoping to prolong the wait. When accepting reality’s exactly what we’re avoiding. But I have to think that if we’re not afraid then we’re not really living. I know I’m alive. So why is it we’re afraid? Maybe it’s the way things change or the way that things to don’t. clichés are an easy escape goat. I’m not ashamed to say I’m afraid, I’m scared so fucking shitless I can barely muster the strength to even scream out. I take solace in subtle tones to shield myself from what I already know. I only say all of this with the best intentions. We already know. I take comfort with a prediction that this won’t break us. But we all know. I’d like to think we have good intentions. Guess we’ll find out down the road.
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Uptown
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You can only do as you will, but when each night shed's a new light on the endless voids to fill, you can't ignore the pull, can't ignore the cold of freezing sometimes. Trapped in listless ways we can't control our lives. It rips us apart from the inside. And every new day is a new burden. We trade vices for voices hoping no one listens them. A simple extradition won't change the way we live our lives.
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Help me understand why we’re drawn to these places that thrive on our regrets and lay a ground work to our depression’s. We cloak down in a darkness, settled, drunk and protected against a fear of opening ourselves to letting others in. When I’m probably the worst of all, who am I to talk. We hide in false perceptions, and take ourselves out of equations we don’t want to solve. Do we become the bars we drink in, or do the bars become our lives? It’s every situation we’re avoiding, every expletive in down days, every momentary heartbreak when we question who’s to blame. In every spiral downward our despondency takes shape, in attempts to paralyze our feelings, we forget…there’s nothing safe in shape shifting voices, and nothing to gain with drowning our sorrows in this way.
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