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Sliver slice emotional ties Inhabiting a box of lies drifting farther; farther from you all of which I knew to be true. morphing mystic synergies and energies; synthetic seeing is believing the constant tug of our desires time streams karmic choices Dust collecting on the wires of corruption much like rust on a silver slicing sword You want to scrape this blade clean While I occupy a maze of free lance opposition Feed my needing to be free of the hold you have on me. Fighting with myself to leave this life behind When I've seen it all before each ploy, plot, nock, laughter Play my role to paper thin now I'm breathing in disaster
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Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 1:46 PM UTC
Box of Lies
Sliver slice emotional ties Inhabiting a box of lies drifting farther; farther from you all of which I knew to be true. morphing mystic synergies and energies; synthetic seeing is believing the constant tug of our desires time streams karmic choices Dust collecting on the wires of corruption much like rust on a silver slicing sword You want to scrape this blade clean While I occupy a maze of free lance opposition Feed my needing to be free of the hold you have on me. Fighting with myself to leave this life behind When I've seen it all before each ploy, plot, nock, laughter Play my role to paper thin now I'm breathing in disaster
raquel-cheri
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Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 1:46 PM UTC
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