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-------a stab in the heart is a mortal wound that would cause this organ to stop while allowing the corrosion to set in



---------without the heartbeat of love and lust allows the decay of growth and prosperity of all mankind to global proportions



-------true laughter shared with the ones you hold dear, the family of your choosing, proves to become more and more;



a rarity sought by the masses, rationed to the masses for division with very little reason;



considered a feast or famine epidemic, after a glance of our own reflection in our white-framed Prada lenses provides all things false, wishful & synthetic





---------watch as the shivering stand stranded without comfort, the timid seeking solace under the counsel of those who ignore all things true



of human conflict, of human emotion



------watch as your inner fears cast its shadow over the land and maintains its cold grip on those shaken with constant misguided grief





---------relics & symbolism used to trample the primal urge of dancing to the sounds of rhythm & movement,



------the tribal drive of pressing the red of my lips atop the red of your lips has been dismayed for generations, a lifetime, for now and forever



---------it seems we have forgotten what we were given, the greatest gift to receive far too important to neglect with wasteful intentions



------we have been given life itself, a fire inside which could be capped and extinguished at a moment's notice, without warning, with horrible haste



---------may you call upon the ones you hold dear at your most dire time of need, and perhaps, just maybe, they may hear your screams amongst the wail of others, that last cry with an outstretched hand



to help sustain precious life itself once again, now and forever...