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The clavicle of my thought Corroding my innerds as though knowing me Amputations avast my yearning body Smother me with remorse Burn thy soul with your ecombered hands Take the life which was given to me without my consent Undeserving to be in such place The music notes of life A wide spread torrent Downpour on those who do not believe Those who shan't believe Those Those are free Jagged pulse Viens caked Flow has softened Work has stopped
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Dec 15, 2016
Dec 15, 2016 at 1:23 PM UTC
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The clavicle of my thought Corroding my innerds as though knowing me Amputations avast my yearning body Smother me with remorse Burn thy soul with your ecombered hands Take the life which was given to me without my consent Undeserving to be in such place The music notes of life A wide spread torrent Downpour on those who do not believe Those who shan't believe Those Those are free Jagged pulse Viens caked Flow has softened Work has stopped
RileyYoung
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Dec 15, 2016
Dec 15, 2016 at 1:23 PM UTC
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