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 Feb 2016 F De La Croix
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 Feb 2016 F De La Croix
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My spine is made of iron
My blood is acrylic paint
My tears are holy water
My eyes are raw stone
My mind is made of gold
My heart is matte polish
My thoughts are sinful fire
My dreams are wasted air
I don't know

Leigh
As you let your mind roam, you let the deadly thoughts come at ease.. While they make you uneasy.. Uneasy thoughts lead to a clouded mind .. Full of doubt and agony .. Such disparity.. As the lies in your head unfold knowing your trust is untold, not knowing where to go.. Ending up in a pool of your own demons.. Drowning you out without doubt.. It's time to figure yourself out ...

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