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All is forgotten when the rythm sounds music drives you to a foreign wold of bliss where everything that matters becomes light as a kiss where everything ceases to reck down grounds The peace that numbs all feeling of cold grief takes me back to times when sorrows where gone before our worthless fate was sealed and drawn a tune that saves me from the mighty thief. The destructive storm that is within me whirling around like consuming dark haze cease to exist at every melody and when the final note has been ablazed the shadows and demons come strolling free where they'll remain till the end of the craze.
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
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All is forgotten when the rythm sounds music drives you to a foreign wold of bliss where everything that matters becomes light as a kiss where everything ceases to reck down grounds The peace that numbs all feeling of cold grief takes me back to times when sorrows where gone before our worthless fate was sealed and drawn a tune that saves me from the mighty thief. The destructive storm that is within me whirling around like consuming dark haze cease to exist at every melody and when the final note has been ablazed the shadows and demons come strolling free where they'll remain till the end of the craze.
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18/F/The Clouds
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 3:54 PM UTC
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