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You won't know They don't know I'm still suspended In space, beautiful blooms deadheaded. I couldn't flow Couldn't write. Blinders blocking sight, Words unspoken in my throat, A sea of death I wasn't afloat. All that was lost was robbed Left alone with with a heart that throbbed. But I didn't understand, Now I do, All that rain reaps only more rain, You must find fire for every droplet of water. Find the inferno and burn to live, Biologically driven, life's not yours to give. You will breath, You have your breathe, You fight death And will not leave. You have choice Just use your voice.
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Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 3:05 AM UTC
Heist PRT2
You won't know They don't know I'm still suspended In space, beautiful blooms deadheaded. I couldn't flow Couldn't write. Blinders blocking sight, Words unspoken in my throat, A sea of death I wasn't afloat. All that was lost was robbed Left alone with with a heart that throbbed. But I didn't understand, Now I do, All that rain reaps only more rain, You must find fire for every droplet of water. Find the inferno and burn to live, Biologically driven, life's not yours to give. You will breath, You have your breathe, You fight death And will not leave. You have choice Just use your voice.
Heist PRT2 Is less cryptic with more personality.
harry-robertsag
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Jul 30, 2017
Jul 30, 2017 at 3:05 AM UTC
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