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A pedestal you've made your own, now make your army move.
Rated mature due to sexual content
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Flesh and bones, blood and memoriesEach cascading down a line of fragilitySearching for truths I couldn't giveThis is his story of sorrowAnd my story ..
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Back then, we asked for it to be simpleAnd so it wasWe whispered love into beingAnd so it wasWe were two shadows within the same churchPraising the sa..
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These dreams are written on backs of cassettesLike recorded depressions to soothe countless anxietiesYet, exhausted in silence, these tapes are my fea..
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She's got to be hurtingI hate knowing what I did, I see it every time she looks at me, smiling to hide the callouses dug deep between her self in..
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Momma just wants me to "get over it"But I can't.This constant reminderThis silence, this burning angerOf what happened (what I did) What...happened? (..
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When I finally manage to crawl out of the bathroom,the school secretary passes mea sympathetic look."Not feeling good, Faith?"she asks,almost as if sh..
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These dreams are written on backs of cassettesLike recorded depressions to soothe countless anxietiesYet, exhausted in silence, these tapes are my fea..
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It's at this moment in timethat I need to find a momentto explain something to you, the reader.Yes, this is Faithfrom right here, right now.Not the Fa..
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Good morning love <3Good morning, beau! <3How did you sleep?Eh...iffy.You?Pretty good, actually, which is rare.Hey! Aren't you excited for the m..
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