Expectations are Expecting Actions

Sharp nuances battle for their prime
Aromas side by side sniffing the time
Pushing pedals, never relaxing, ticks away
Reverberating through our bodies
Screaming in frustration can’t stand whats in store
The actions of us paint pure thoughts of haves and have nots
No more wants are allowed
As we portray our outer objections to this earth
Scavenge and revive, refill and revive
we were not wrong, We Are Right

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