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May 2015
Dream me comatose
I am abandoned In my mind,
Spirits dance around  mans soul
bringing fire to his eyes.
And yet I dream here,
Comatose
With not a diamond in my eye,

Floating away from here
Comatose
with not a thought apon my mind,
I was told I was to hold my post
but apon the sword I  shall die,

Take my mind from here,
Like an albatross
Floating through the skies
Dont let me die here,
Comatose
alone with all but my mind
Brain dead is a hell of a way to go
Death-throws
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Death-throws  hamilton, new zealand
(hamilton, new zealand)   
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