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when_the_sky_falls
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Zao Lithos
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When you notice the sky falling
you get angry
and DECLARE
"that it shall never happen"
When the star hits your foot
you shout obsenities
and remark
condescension concerning factsayers
When you tumble into the crater
you scream
and, you scream
And make reference to irrelevancies
When they told you it was 1..2..3
and you believed it
but you got hurt
"So now it better be bloody x..y..z"
But you now see they were right
But you don't see it at all
and you lied to yourself
and you believed your lies
Now you're dying on the inside.
It's like you have a sliver
sliding under your skin
dipped in poison
And you've pretended it wasn't there
for years now... years!
as it slowly festers in your body
Because you think your pride fashionable
like boxing_glove_mittens
you wear it rendering you
unable to operate
the basic faculties
that could free you from
the poisonous sliver
So, though you blame everyone
and everything
and EVERYTHING else around you
that is now, and ever was and ever will be
for the pain in your festering wound
You are the one who chose to be standing
right there
at the bottom of that crater
with burnt feet.
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050122
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tyler waters
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i believe the sky has already fallen
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050210
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sad_bitch
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it hurts a lot
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050211
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Deomis
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I will open an umbrealla for you
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050211
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tyler waters
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no need, i like the air it brings
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050507
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emmi
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you can pick me up and we'll swim in clouds. we'll laugh and sweat. a lot.
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050508
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anomalous
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we dive to save
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050508
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Rx
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al shit will happen and no one know what has came to them until they say to them selves
"FUCK!
the sky just fell on us. what now is going to happen?"
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050508
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Ivory
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...will you duck for cover?
Or will you stand in the rubble in amazement, just so you can say you were there to witness it?
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050510
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flexible
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then we glance at the acorn at our feet and say
"oh."
and think of what could have been, of the cascading waterfalls, the glittering dew bursts of cloud, the frenzied aqua marine, vibrant turquoise, deep midnight blues that might have lapped at our ankles, eddying gently down storm drains.
when the last droplet has trailed away, and we turn our gaze at last to the troposphere above say
"oh."
the rip in the fabric of time and reality repairs itself, and the world once again begins, slowly, to weave its careful way through the muggy atmosphere.
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