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uesday, August 18, 2009 3:59:23 AM

guarentee free

do we die like we sleep

with no memory to speak

and if we choose the dream

of what we secretly foresee

will the reality be a destiny

that we have agreed to need

now in that yesterday for tomorrow

is she half hearted in sorrow

hating everything about that see-thru

that seeps on in the space

turning minutes into days

where she awaits

her heavenly place

winner or loser

will we all reach for the sky

asking not to be denied

and if i have lied

then maybe id stay

and not relye

on the gifted state of mind

cuz its whispering to me

to make the means

is to create like this

and this I’ll imply

to your eyes

all outside the highs

*silent psalm*