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I have so much to offer inside of this prison called a soul how to get it out is the mystery I pry to know. My angels and demons pull and strech this skin, their best efforts to free me from within. Sadly, the never win they always lose I choose to be free but the power is not mine it has never belonged to me.
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
Trapped in her own skin
I have so much to offer inside of this prison called a soul how to get it out is the mystery I pry to know. My angels and demons pull and strech this skin, their best efforts to free me from within. Sadly, the never win they always lose I choose to be free but the power is not mine it has never belonged to me.
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Jun 17, 2014
Jun 17, 2014 at 1:45 PM UTC
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