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The gritty sweet of life's breath |
| I’ve always loved the recklessness the road warned against supplies the breath of life comes from choosing feeling the road suggested comes stealing conviction, suffocating belief, handing out grief, it will work a spirit till it’s weak and considers falling in line happens all the time to even the most headstrong poison in the heart making it all seem wrong making what’s not look so good making what is look like something no one would hold on to And the choosers forget why they choose what they choose and don’t know what is true or what to do clarity comes in so many forms looks like perseverance pays- seeking the soul of things till the chooser gets back the reigns and can see what it feels like to have been right from the first step of recklessness the gritty sweet of life’s breath. |