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I can't silence my footsteps,The ground screams underneath my soles.They follow, wings pounding,Eyes made of fire and coal.My heart is on edge,The qua..
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Scars are shackled to my body,Like their memory.They pinch and stab speaking,"Remember me."My hands are against my ribs,As I sit in a small, fake bed...
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Let the world roll with fire,And the sun dim to an ember.Let the stars fade out,And maybe then they'll remember.Black leather and bandages,Green flame..
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Wrap these chains around my neck,And drag me to the deep.Dare I breathe my last breath,Dare I stay asleep.Cover me with tidal waves,And release me fro..
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I am alive.With a heart that beats,And muscles that tighten.With ears to hear,And eyes to brighten.I am alive.With lungs to breathe,And a mouth with a..
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Give me my sugar-tipped Rush.Make it honey suckle sweet.Let me breathe in cold air,As the ground releases my feet.Let me touch powdered sugar spirals,..
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Power is in your truth;Fast-tongued, and bright-eyed.Your might is in your youth;A young man's pride.Hope beats in your heart.You're unashamed of it's..
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He's made of steel, and tin,With bolts to help him stand.He has an aluminum heart,And he's my green satin man.He screams behind bars,But, they're of h..
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It's the old wars that hurt us;Gunfire flashing in the twilight.It's the memories that burn us;Old friends singing hymns in starlight.----------------..
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Cigarettes and Cocoa-Cola;Guilty pleasures to pass the time.Building heat within my lungs;Listening to the tick, tick, tick, then chime.And old, red l..
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