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Sitting with wonder while wrapped in confusion,
Yet through all promises you create,
Settle beneath your thin glass benevolence.
Only for the benefit of your own clarity.
To become so forlorn from cause.
Yet deep within the confines there lurks more,
To forfeit forethought,
Perhaps somethings are ment for loss?
Yet for such a situation to compel,
Without having compendium to compensate.
We are bound for frustration,
We are bound to snatch from the mouth of failures.
Yet through all promises you create,
Settle beneath your thin glass benevolence.
Only for the benefit of your own clarity.
To become so forlorn from cause.
Yet deep within the confines there lurks more,
To forfeit forethought,
Perhaps somethings are ment for loss?
Yet for such a situation to compel,
Without having compendium to compensate.
We are bound for frustration,
We are bound to snatch from the mouth of failures.
Well this has a real deep meaning to, like alot of my poems I write and songs. But i'm not really willing to explain any of them, its probably better for someone to think up there own thoughts.
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