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Silent willows whisper as moonlight falls with quiet calm. Nature, I think to myself, must be the color of my soul. For in it, I am at peace. All I ab..
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Who are you to pretend to beWalking in my shoesTo know anything about meBut if you're that hell bentYou can take the latter half my teensLive a week o..
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Enemy, I see you standing at the crossroads, just not sure which way to go... you stumble then rise up, you fall but never give up.I've got mad respec..
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Where have the days passed by without you? In a flash of
light, time was suspended into the heavens. In that moment, I knew pure love
unlike any upo..
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I want to be free not to breed in this sickness and desireSeduced by the light, let down by the fireOpen wounds from the edge of the razor I cry outWi..
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Ironic, yet fitting, in this day and ageChildren killing children, cold-blooded, insaneLost souls, lost races, no identity, no facesTaking refuge in s..
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I'm in a haze, dazed... feeling like I should blaze into the unknown as I spit this flow... inspired by fire, and the brutality of the beautifully sic..
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hollow, hollow whisperslosing memories of oldspilling dangerously awayinto the bitter, bitter coldhollow, hollow desirewaiting to be claimedopen arms ..
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There are days when nothing seems right and I wish the world would just melt away. In those moments, I will lay silently still and think of the way th..
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Shattered... memories, dreamsA childhood masked in promiseA bittersweet releaseI am nothing more than shards of glassBut when I put myself back togeth..
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