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Jun 2011
distant tree,
everything is black and white like a movie seen.
he spoke with a voice that changed the tides
you are my voice when i am voiceless.
i feel rage pour through my heart, like an
over lit spark.
my lungs rev like an engine, eyes turn black.
i breath ice like dripping venom.
so break me down, like roaring thunder
we are both lost in our twisting spiral of love
we are both so woven together, emotions are our blood stream.
because if you were to leave me stinking, drowning, gasping
for your loving desire.. my stitched up heart would turn to fire.
i would be pumping ash, begging to be ripped up to
haven. you are my voice when i am voiceless.
let me drown in your forever..
the froyo
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