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Mar 2015
In my darkest dreams have I ever wept
Until the tears rained blood into the soil of the earth
And roses bloomed like wildfire ripping across plains in a sea of thorns
Of red
Im time I found the temptation
Growing stronger in me with every breath
I listened for the call
The fox and the crow we became
His cunning matched by his own oppression
In death, returned my soul confession
It was time for me to take what belonged to me
To make it my own
In my darkest dreams have I ever wept
Into the waking morn', my obsession.
Gypsy
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