Oracular Spectacular

January 9, 2015

My eyes are limited to seeing

Only what’s wrong with the world

A truly haunting existence

That only fuels my passion

And desire to help change it.

Our hole might be six feet deep

But our fight is what keeps us living

In that way

We are truly flawless.

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