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Armored with my scars Hidden from sight I deformed waiting for the silence Sizing things that should't Again, is difficult to breath But I have to Recalculate my void And exhale the difference The sand continues to bored me Making the desert to defrag its soul
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
Scars
Armored with my scars Hidden from sight I deformed waiting for the silence Sizing things that should't Again, is difficult to breath But I have to Recalculate my void And exhale the difference The sand continues to bored me Making the desert to defrag its soul
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Jul 31, 2015
Jul 31, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
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