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Keep your composure Continue to walk by Harbor a stuttering, sharp, violent dormant rage Trying to understand Glares that could cut diamonds Smirk with a gentle, knowing ease The needle that made love to your arm, Now in a box, placed with care In the shadows under your armoire Whispers that they're nothing Dust in the city streets While you make your mark A **** in concrete Spelling out what you were Who you killed And why you left They will fade And you will burn Forever Not resting once in a harmony They see the trail but they cannot follow The river that sings silently in your veins Running to a melody only you can hear Relish the feeling Of living underwater near To where We drowned delicately Smiling Drifting out to sea To get consumed and Savored by the jaws of the night
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Jun 19, 2012
Jun 19, 2012 at 12:45 AM UTC
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Keep your composure Continue to walk by Harbor a stuttering, sharp, violent dormant rage Trying to understand Glares that could cut diamonds Smirk with a gentle, knowing ease The needle that made love to your arm, Now in a box, placed with care In the shadows under your armoire Whispers that they're nothing Dust in the city streets While you make your mark A **** in concrete Spelling out what you were Who you killed And why you left They will fade And you will burn Forever Not resting once in a harmony They see the trail but they cannot follow The river that sings silently in your veins Running to a melody only you can hear Relish the feeling Of living underwater near To where We drowned delicately Smiling Drifting out to sea To get consumed and Savored by the jaws of the night
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helena-gray-1
Jun 19, 2012
Jun 19, 2012 at 12:45 AM UTC
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