under the life
I used to know
where the wind blows
pushing on your soul
cannot turn back
the hands of time
digging to find
what was once mine
disgrace cares not
for what you begot
cast the dice and
wait for your lot
pillars of salt and sand
the false labors of your hands
crumble as you swim against
undertow in which you stand
Her whiskey eyes tell all.
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You are right! Life is like sinking into the sand as the tide goes out pulling us downward with the years!
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I’m reading this thinking pan fried lies. how where we are on the bank or a quarter mile in still casting, or in a late afternoon boat basking then twilight ‘s bank again awaiting fresher lies seems kinder – not suck further away into our lives. but that’s just me awaiting lies, pan fried.
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If you are going to eat lies, pan fried is best
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😀 fish or lies can also be bacon wrapped 😀
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Anything, my friend can be bacon wrapped. BACON is THE answer
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I can’t remember if i rewrote that England Dan and John Ford Coley tune, Love Is The Answer as Bacon is the Answer or not… but we seem to drift some from your brilliance so again, thanks for the thought, the scene. and pardon me for the ramble out to sea.
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Sounds just like the world today. I say that because, the world is eating up/believing each other’s lies. For example, Hillary Clinton should be in prison because of the evil against the law acts that she has done. one of those is her deleted emails, an other that you people do not know is that she is Satanic. She goes once a month to a Satanic ritual, where they do many evil things like/similar being cannibalistic. Do not believe me, go and watch the news of the past (from the very beginning to the very end of the news of the candidates who are now are being voted to be president in 2016). TIP: InfoWars
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Interesting. Thanks for reading!
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Sounds like my life lol
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😁
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Omg I just saw the weird comment above this. Why aren’t I invited to those awesome, satanic cannibal parties?
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Dude you must follow starman Jones at almondcoffee. He is a trip!
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O yeah Jared. Lmao
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