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slow_it_down
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Death of a Rose
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slow it down, take your time,
sit on the couch, pass away the crime,
it was hard to throw away this heart,
but you are no longer the person apart,
so i'll turn and walk out the door,
knowing what i know, down to the core.
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pete
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slow it down and we'll come away,
with laughing eyes throughout the days
spent shivering beneath the summer sun
and hours stolen for the sake of fun.
damn doar, your rhythm and rhymes have trapped me! i can't say what i want to :)
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Doar
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MHWUHAHAHAHAHAH!
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070420
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oh !
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070420
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unhinged
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fuck_this_noise
fuck_that_noise
chill_the_fuck_out
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070420
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pete
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well, whether or not i wanted to slow it down (which i did for fear of it burning out) it has, mostly do to my working evenings/nights and her exams, and my looming take home that i keep putting off. hopefully, eventually, we can speed it up, and see where that takes it. but, it seems, she's also happy with it being slown down for now.
feels like he is in first year again.
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misstree
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only rarely good at slowing it down. bright-burning fire throwing off sparks am i, too much tingling and bouncing to accomplish restful states without them being otherwise induced.
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past
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slow. it. down. i can't sleep. i've slept too much over the past few days. my mind is humming along. my body wants to sleep. slow. it. down. i can't relive conversations that have never happened. they have not happened because they are a sleep away. and i cannot sleep. arrrggghhhh. "where did the time go?.... that way...."
i can't even write it off. blathe it out. slow. it. down. damnit.
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Doar
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Damn, I didn't mean to be so evil.
No I didn't,
surely I wouldn't have said that.
shit and hells fire.
I'm retreating now to formulate, pounce on my space bar, and other unsaveory things.
dammit.
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p
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ummmm?
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