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Losing all hope was freedom You think it's a diesease but It gave me the confidence to breath I sit alone in the malignant kingdom Trying to hit bottom I try to prolong this condition Sturring in a boiling *** of contrition Can't you see my new perpetual phantom? I'm broken, nobody wants me Lost in the senseless pages My internal strom continues to rage Sitting for days, hungry, in the oldest dragon tree I'll wait for you, your beauty, so ageless I'll wait for you atop our favourite tree We can hold hands and for a second feel free You make me feel priceless, when I know I'm worthless I'm A Shamed (not ashamed)
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Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 8:27 AM UTC
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Losing all hope was freedom You think it's a diesease but It gave me the confidence to breath I sit alone in the malignant kingdom Trying to hit bottom I try to prolong this condition Sturring in a boiling *** of contrition Can't you see my new perpetual phantom? I'm broken, nobody wants me Lost in the senseless pages My internal strom continues to rage Sitting for days, hungry, in the oldest dragon tree I'll wait for you, your beauty, so ageless I'll wait for you atop our favourite tree We can hold hands and for a second feel free You make me feel priceless, when I know I'm worthless I'm A Shamed (not ashamed)
Tyler-Cobain
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Jun 22, 2014
Jun 22, 2014 at 8:27 AM UTC
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