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Post by Crystal on Sept 25, 2012 3:25:19 GMT -5
Getting Over It
Someone great once said history repeats Like a broken record, it chases it's tail They were wise, gathering their informatives And we like to mimic, see the advice?
So we're all a loophole, some sick game For a Higher power who lacks definitive names As we do things, over silently, pleadingly And why can't we stop, reset ourselves anew?
Actually we can, we just don't Comfort's drawn in things you know Fear and anxieties riddle our future Will it be great or disastrous? Isn't that for us to find out, anyways?
If it's disastrous now, why stick it out? Why have "nothing to gain" When you really have "nothing to lose" If you fail, congratulations miss you're where you started
No one magically appears in thin air A little elf to steal you away Set you back ten paces behind The steps that held you so far away
Hold you head up, chin pressed high! Soar, up into that great blue sky! If you fall, you can only be bound Onto this earthen ground once more. You won't magically land in quicksand And disappear from sight
Did you forget that quicksand is upon the ground? If you never climb your invisible ladder Steady the unknown comfort of disappointment Ride the tidal waves you're used to Eventually the quicksand will find you.
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