Ben Ballard Poems

Proven first I stand here alone
It leaves me at such a perfect mix
Seeing first sight of every step
I have been moving so fast everywhere
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Every feeling has an equal standing
They were once so well put together
You are such a cruel place
The invitation was not in thoughtful manner
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Always use your legs, eyes, mouth, nose
To live life with no meaning
Brutal blissful surrounding
Run run run and play
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Every take is just another place
Always trying to relate ideas
They have always been
You really know how dig
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