Infinite Requisitio – Quotes for Quenching; revival

Don’t run, don’t let it go too far, the way you feel ain’t always the way it goes off.
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I know your vernacular, I can do it like anyone, but I got moves that I done patient on the moving parts – if I want I call the hunt, but we prepared and let it on… On your left-psych, don’t worry watching your back, so far off I just got to laugh you only done it to yourself.
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I think of all the nights, a life of ease, where my insides didn’t matter because my paradise arrived. I now see how this loss of Eden was the impetus for the man to come, struggle birthed me, I am the son. Though now I admit for so long I’ve been aimless. There is no target to hit or mark to miss. Pulling the trigger with my eyes closed inside a walk-in freezer. That’s how dangerous it is. And I’m hard on myself. My expectations long ago built rockets and landed on the moon only to then decide it was not enough and I must go as far as the the furthest blip of light, dying at least the square root of -2 times-i, an infinite jest… It goes forever sort of, so do I. And at such the steep cost of everything I’ll ever have, I need a real inspiration, I need something so tantalizing, so ideal, that it kills the mediocre.
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I’m just bad for you, ain’t that truth playing with God’s mind hot and twisted, look inside we all got fire but some like it hotter.
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I thought of saying something. I knew. I really do have the sense, but I chose not to because it’s going to go the way it always will, my power is not to change any of it. I can’t stay another’s hand, only my own. So I’m still here. I do the most. Anything less from me ain’t even a joke.
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I have gone my entire life creating the vibration that will birth the meaning I always knew was in the stone, like Arthurian legend I pull my word from within and wield them like the sword they’ve always had the strength to form, and cut deep for those who choose the depths.