

we live because Sleeping is all you do in velvet darkness wandering with your eyes blind with apathy heart tucked between bricks of hope and fear the stars aren't so bright from here and the world seems a little less clear the taste of that was originally so sweet is bitter and you can't help but be burned alive don't look so sad it's better than drowning and sleeping on knives but sleeping in velvet darkness can't cure these endless wounds and the world will shine brighter tomorrow tomorrow always tomorrow and no matter how fast you run you'll never catch up to the setting sun or the sweet fairytales written in bold across yourwe live because
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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An Irishman has an abiding sense of tragedy that sustains him through temporary bouts of joy.
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That wasn't my wife, that was my Latvian dental hygienist!
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