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Apr 2011
All I need is a ******* moment
Let me take one last breath
Fingers collapsed on my lungs like a noose
I can hear the echoes of silent screams
Casually parading in the depths of thought
Casually parading in the midst of gunfire
Hanging on by a string on the edge of a cliff
I call out for help
And see your smiling frown
Doomed to forever sway in the sycamore trees
I just want to be left alone
What's said
It's all been said before
Brandon
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Brandon  On the edge of your taste
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