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The wounds cut too deep My heart; too easily leaps This ******** is tearing me apart Time to sell my already sold heart I grab my iron words My flightless birds This steel mask Is filled with stronger poison than any flask This natural high Makes me feel alive Why do they care Stop me, they dare No more crying No more lying I will rise again Merciful heart for a murderers brain
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Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 11:01 PM UTC
Steel
The wounds cut too deep My heart; too easily leaps This ******** is tearing me apart Time to sell my already sold heart I grab my iron words My flightless birds This steel mask Is filled with stronger poison than any flask This natural high Makes me feel alive Why do they care Stop me, they dare No more crying No more lying I will rise again Merciful heart for a murderers brain
black_moth
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Apr 4, 2018
Apr 4, 2018 at 11:01 PM UTC
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