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I am thunder Silver fire Felt like a hot tin roof beneath young feet And scolding Smoking like the copper wire Paper on a guillotine Slicing through an echo chamber I am the terror of a plastic souls desire That is Until only bane of self remains And all once again are made the same
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 5:41 PM UTC
What The Feeling Feels Like
I am thunder Silver fire Felt like a hot tin roof beneath young feet And scolding Smoking like the copper wire Paper on a guillotine Slicing through an echo chamber I am the terror of a plastic souls desire That is Until only bane of self remains And all once again are made the same
Even when uncomfortable. It's unexplainable for sure. No words can or will ever do it justice.
colmistoirm
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Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 5:41 PM UTC
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