Unexpectedly heard
Doing more hurt than good
Tuning the silence
Unhappy dancing in the street
Big brother documents
Putting everything in ink
Watching fire crawl near
Burning naturally
Voices carry in the wind
Butterflies flutter on wafting air
Marked by revulsion
Revolution of the soul
Servitude of all that desire
Voices carry in solitude
We are what we were
Reliving the past because it is easier
A new name to bridge any future
Genesis a solitude filling voids
Intrigued by a moment
An intrinsic war of independents
Saying yes when really I meant no
Voices carried even in isolation
Unexpectedly heard
Butterflies drop
Worthy of one last effort
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