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****** red eyes A crowd of crows Watch me balance On tight rope Their hollow screams Bind me under A missunderstanding show We laugh for color But we get a blender A very tender Cold The flesh can breath But our souls are blind By a colorful spiked Tight rope
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
tight rope
****** red eyes A crowd of crows Watch me balance On tight rope Their hollow screams Bind me under A missunderstanding show We laugh for color But we get a blender A very tender Cold The flesh can breath But our souls are blind By a colorful spiked Tight rope
We are not a show to be watched but avoided
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Jul 27, 2014
Jul 27, 2014 at 12:35 PM UTC
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