

Superstition, take oneThe drums are pounding outside my windows The panes are shaking against the frames There’s a celebration, they tell me it’s of liberation And I’m staying inside, I’m afraid of what I might find I’ll sacrifice whatever it takes to shake this feeling This fear that I might surrender to their snake oil remedies Surrender my sight to follow in their footstepsSuperstition, take one
Stillborn souls wandering in and out like a tide of vacant eyes Animals with opposable thumbs marching to hollow drums Suffering from inoperable cancers;
From a curvature of virtue
and an abscess of sin deep under the
mileage
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Scars fade as flowers. ~ Red Badge of Courage
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You don't stop laughing because you grow old. You grow old because you stop laughing.
-Michael Pritchard
Like u.
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check me
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Too weird to live, and too rare to die.
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You don't stop laughing because you grow old. You grow old because you stop laughing.
-Michael Pritchard
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All humanity is passion; without passion religion, history,novels, art would be ineffectual.
-Honore de Balzac
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