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*Along winding paths of thorns riddled with blood, a tulip grows Vibrant petals yurning for water to sustain life The thorns scorned, engulf in waves of powerful ties, threating growth Battles of power subdue the brains function Paralized is fear of movement for survival, plans complicated route Confusion constricts with each breathe Consciousness is fading onto another world Final thought is eternal reality*
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 4:01 PM UTC
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*Along winding paths of thorns riddled with blood, a tulip grows Vibrant petals yurning for water to sustain life The thorns scorned, engulf in waves of powerful ties, threating growth Battles of power subdue the brains function Paralized is fear of movement for survival, plans complicated route Confusion constricts with each breathe Consciousness is fading onto another world Final thought is eternal reality*
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Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 4:01 PM UTC
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