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Painters

Maybe we are all designed to fail.
To be let down.
To get chased up a tree without a ladder to climb down.

The magic is gone.
The romance is dead.
The raw emotion of it all consumed me whole.

I'm not bigger than this.
I cannot defeat this with my own hands.
I cannot kick and bite and cry my way out.
It's real, it's happening
and I feel like I just fell face first on the ground.

9:08 p.m. - 2010-04-10

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