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Pulses though my veins Coating my every breath The memories of yesterday Creeping in like thoughts of death The smell of burnt aluminum Fills the air The flick of a lighter Faintly I hear I'm hungry But I'm not sure you care I'll just sit in my corner avoiding my fear Every word I think I can say Is never enough to cut through the smoke Thinking I can run away But it is never enough to cope Even tomorrows do not promise love I don't know who you really are I hold my hands to the lord above But even he can't save my heart
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Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 2:59 PM UTC
Mothers love
Pulses though my veins Coating my every breath The memories of yesterday Creeping in like thoughts of death The smell of burnt aluminum Fills the air The flick of a lighter Faintly I hear I'm hungry But I'm not sure you care I'll just sit in my corner avoiding my fear Every word I think I can say Is never enough to cut through the smoke Thinking I can run away But it is never enough to cope Even tomorrows do not promise love I don't know who you really are I hold my hands to the lord above But even he can't save my heart
#veins #heart #motherslove
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Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 2:59 PM UTC
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