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*He smokes to live for dying soon But he never was drawn the creed on death How life becomes dark essence staring at the moonlit night watching from over the sunshine He thinks in distortion walks on delusion sleeps with the obsession He lives in anarchy hallucination He sings for true love but love could never hold him last He fights for living peace but peace never be upon on him Life becomes enamored death scribed on nature versified within soul light But he never was seen the death in his dark soul He thinks in distortion walks on delusion He sleeps with the obsession Doesn't he live in anarchy hallucination?*
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 5:17 PM UTC
Perceptual Imagination
*He smokes to live for dying soon But he never was drawn the creed on death How life becomes dark essence staring at the moonlit night watching from over the sunshine He thinks in distortion walks on delusion sleeps with the obsession He lives in anarchy hallucination He sings for true love but love could never hold him last He fights for living peace but peace never be upon on him Life becomes enamored death scribed on nature versified within soul light But he never was seen the death in his dark soul He thinks in distortion walks on delusion He sleeps with the obsession Doesn't he live in anarchy hallucination?*
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Jun 2, 2017
Jun 2, 2017 at 5:17 PM UTC
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