Carpe That Fucking Diem

Sun, 06/23/2013 - 13:35 -- carabr

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On a day where the leaves fall flawlessly through the hot spots in the sky floating to find a soul to be crumbled and crunched by  On a day where your eyes sparkle more then the stars at night seraching for a touch of love to bring your dark heart to light On a day where your hands are clinched tight with knuckles ready for brawl antcipating the feel of shattering jaw bones, the creator of forcing those to crawl On a day where your mind is lost amongst the trees that stand tall looking over everything, questioning your soul that is now small On a day that your heart stops a beat to give you a thought realizing this life is nothing compared to what you have fought My friend, my dear, til now to the end, we carry our only fear; if we shall fade to dust or dusk, may dawn be near this side of musk  The clouds ambush this town messing with your head; remember that no matter where in life, they are our only friends No matter, near or far, high or low, think of me and smile, pleasefor you are placed neatly behind my happiest memories I pray, I hope, that on a day where you awake and your soul is clean that you'll thing back and laugh as if I was seen For the days that are to follow I pray you take chargewake up in a cherubic mood and walk with your head held large Do what is needed to get done to make the day complete  say what you mean and sit in the comfiest seat Along with doing what is needed to get done for you meaning what you say to each and every youth Create a majestic view surrounded by the prefect scenemy freind, my dear, carpe that fucking diem clean! 

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