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Feb 2015
Your insecurities will swallow you whole
Crack open your brain, pour out your soul
Speak with all your hearts desires
They ebb they flow, they'll soon inspire
I'll coax them out of you, one by one
Aim your bullets at me, put down that gun
Whisper slowly to me ur sacred secrets
I'll cherish them all, my verbal trinkets
I'll hang them in the back row of my mind
Lock them away where no one can find
Over their heads and into my hands
God laughs at us while we make plans
On deaf ears they'll no longer fall
Your ammunition is the art on my walls
Let them fester in me, don't u worry no more
You'll sleep better now than ever before
Rest ur head the Devil is around the corner
I'm never the martyr, always the mourner
Melinda Barrett
Written by
Melinda Barrett  Ft. Lauderdale
(Ft. Lauderdale)   
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