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Silent pressure is building Eyes are wicked calm Hands aren't even shaking The calm before the storm My quiet eyes unflinching My flesh is hardened steel The violent wind is singing Harsh upon my bitter ears My heart is ever steady Tension is building fast None below are ready Peace isn't meant to last You'll be made immortal A portrait formed of ash Your image but a portal To a long forgotten past
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Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC
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Silent pressure is building Eyes are wicked calm Hands aren't even shaking The calm before the storm My quiet eyes unflinching My flesh is hardened steel The violent wind is singing Harsh upon my bitter ears My heart is ever steady Tension is building fast None below are ready Peace isn't meant to last You'll be made immortal A portrait formed of ash Your image but a portal To a long forgotten past
DrakeBrayer
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Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 6:56 PM UTC
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