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Apr 2015
My heart leaks out filthy stuff,
I'm scared of me and I don't know why..
I paint the keys my musics soft.
Caveman dreams I dream of light.
Set me free,set me free
Set me free of who I become.

Days like these I smile to much,
Did Adam blink when he saw you love?
This is why I do the stuff
My mind in time thinks to much
Set me free,
Set me free of who I become.

Curtains please I share to much,
Secrets squeeze my innocents
I ran from me the fines to much
Set me free, set me free
Can you be the person I need if you are can you help me up?
Set me free from what I have done.
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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