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Feb 2015
Without question I chose for you

Without answers I thought I knew

For so I've joined a lie within

A signature that holds no ink

Games that have no winners treat

All just a race for who ends sick

A lullaby of crying winds

And flying sorrows crossed in-between

Performing like spears that sink

Deeper than touch ever will

Taking more than just one hit

Crawling into the arms of my enemy

Warmth that cures and soothes thy wounds

Like a shelter safely held onto

To where he won't have an escape

Becoming the hunter not the pray

Unsatisfied hunger vanishing away

Easily gone like it was yesterday

No more to ask

Expectations fled by

As I had chosen thinking I knew

Believed a lie I fed and grew

Deluding my heart sickening the mind

Where I could hear my eyes tear out

To a point where it shouldn’t matter

I shall let go of this disaster
Arcanum
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   Sam August and CapsLock
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