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... ... ...                                                                           you never saw me finding comfort in liqueur nicotine and your empty promises                                                                           a walking hurricane vengeance and fury my niche love was weakness                                                                            the things brewing under ruthless sphere's of words piercing you                                                                            like a crack of lightning never knew you feared thunder my pretense                                                                            till my skies turned grey                                                                            a color you created                                                                            i became the storm                                                                            your fears                                                                            your torrent of bad dreams
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Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 2:52 AM UTC
Ambushed
... ... ...                                                                           you never saw me finding comfort in liqueur nicotine and your empty promises                                                                           a walking hurricane vengeance and fury my niche love was weakness                                                                            the things brewing under ruthless sphere's of words piercing you                                                                            like a crack of lightning never knew you feared thunder my pretense                                                                            till my skies turned grey                                                                            a color you created                                                                            i became the storm                                                                            your fears                                                                            your torrent of bad dreams
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26/Two-Spirit
Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 2:52 AM UTC
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