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Sunday, August 31, 2014

Matthew George Richard Ward

Matthew George Richard Ward

 I don't want to ever own a gun, as much fun as they are. However, if there is ever a weapon that destroys unsolicited surveillance, I would buy it and use the fuck out of it.

mental block
don’t let the thoughts
hurt, rushing water wearing
out the cracks in my tissues
sounds like images wasted in the farm land
where the poor use to live. Now hide, away from overhear
the sun the sky, the planes and helicopters. No one wants to be watched
Create a weapon that stops unsolicited surveillance.  





Throw out all my thoughts, that's all I want to do
There's things I want to say to you
I look up at the sky and close my eyes, and think of you

I've met no one like you before
I think I love you
And there's nothing I could want more
I think I love you

I feel happier today, I feel okay
Breathe in your sigh
I look up where you stand, and leave this land
You make me fly
There's things that we both know
Can't let each other go

I've met no one like you before
I think I love you
And there's nothing I could want more
I think I love you

And to save you for something
You could watch me die and love this world without me on this stolen hill
I would multiply into a thousand words
And through your heart I'd come back to you and tell you to move on

Move on
Move on
Move on
Move on

I've met no one like you before
I think I love you
And there's nothing I could want more
I think I love you

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