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Cast away by my failures, I ran away.At the edge of the world I thought I would find something-An artifact that would cure me of disease.Here I am, st..
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Life was a cool blue that
turned stagnate
Green was the color, that of
moss
That mossy green then caught a
flame
And life was burning ..
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When I tire of seeing, I look
within
What I’m searching for is buried in sin
At this point I close my eyes
I cannot watch my own demis..
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