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Why don't you just enjoy life? I thought I was! That's the Lesson.

Posted by AdventVoice - March 18th, 2018


There were so many different things that made the weekends better than our dreams.

#Snowdays where we could play kissy face for hours.

#Playdates where I would walk you home late.

#Filling in the filler episodes of anime's with your face.

#Reciting lines from our favorite movies like Shrek, when the gingerbread man was made to squeel about his gumdrop buttons and I made you squeel in return about yours.

#A riotous case that decided to grow up a little too late. I can't talk about my childhood wiithout talking about you and that's the boob of the situation. Half the reason why you run everytime you see me, asking rididulous questions like, was that you tweeting. What a joke, I can have a new face, a new name, a new job, grow up from the old pain and I say one word and you can see me. The only one that has ever been able to answer this riddle with a smirk. "When you see me what do you see?"

#This is the release, final explosion from yesterday's lame brained debates. There are things we will never be able to justify and the question remains why try.  https://adventgradepress.com/2018/03/a-year-of-intrigue-adventure/

For men like me that question is rediculous, we try because we still have breathe. We reason with our mouths and the air that fills our vests.

  I don’t feel a thing
 and I stopped remembering
The days are just like moments turned to hours

Mother used to say
If you want, you’ll find a way
Bet mother never danced through fire shower

Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain
I walk in the rain, in the rain
Is it right or is it wrong
and is it here that I belong

I don’t hear a sound
Silent faces in the ground
The quiet screams, but I refused to listen

If there is a hell
I’m sure this is how it smells
Wish this were a dream, but no, it isn’t

Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain
I walk in the rain, in the rain
Am I right or am I wrong
and is it here that I belong

Walk in the rain, in the rain, in the rain
I walk in the rain, in the rain
Why do I feel so alone
For some reason I think of home

All for the love of HOME!

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