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Section 2, Chapter 7 Excerpt
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The Weight Of The ListlessHow we've progressed in these times, What folds over holds we have with hands so brittle, Such time in sense, what times without it, What stress we've braced, and what we've avoided, Yesterday was once tomorrow, Today will be in the past, If you've breathed a solemn breath of sorrow, Know that its last has been had, The next date presents a forget we will have sooner than once thought, If patience is a virtue, then send me that in whole, I'm not the best if the mess is not in full, What prize will be had after this battle fought? Through fog, clarity, through timing, faulThe Weight Of The Listless
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Left Unless OtherwiseDon’t say a single word, my dear, Don’t shake your head or shed a single tear, I was always told to never recognize fear, But they’re not here, they’re not here,Left Unless Otherwise
Some syllables you never made clear, Some drunken drive you were never meant to steer, Now upon your death do I peer, But I’m not here, I’m not here,
This is someone else in the place of me, A shell that walked to this old oak tree, Where you pinned yourself between metal and wood, I should’ve been there, I know I should,
But I wasn’t in that passenger seat, The one that’s kissing now t
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Festinate LenteAll of the thoughts line up in neat columns and rows, only to be displaced by the confusion of human emotion. She should be rational, he was only human, but when you have murder on your mind you breathe deep as the daylight and shallow as the sea’s bottom. Her hands tense on the steering wheel as she idly turns the corner to the avenue in which she would abrogate the former adored. The soft, cotton scream of the night rings in her ears, some vacant greeting from the unforgiving dark. She can hear it tossing and turning in her purse, that means to an end she so seeks. That .38 Special goodFestinate Lente
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We Are Processed, PressedWith our heavy heads we are hungry and hurried, but hardly heroic, Saved several times, seldom straying to our secure shelters, Always able to allow an acquiesce of alacrity of amateurs, Out of omission of obstinance, our old 'full' is no longer occupied,We Are Processed, Pressed
Finding feelings falls short of felicity's faiths we often fancy, But better to bleed than to build a being on beguiled blood, Careful! Conjecture catches the cat without the comfort of curiosity, Tread timidly on this tense terrain, tell tales when time has trailed,
You've yet to yell across this, our young, yellow year, I'
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