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Apr 2016
Alienate the heart wound in gold
A damaged soul knows no bounds
I'm running full speed towards a wall of bricks
No breaks left in me
I'm all out of time
Luck is never on my side
I'm forging my death certificate
No one can know I'm alive
No one can know that I sit in a room
And stare
And wonder
About the beauty
And the destruction
Of it all
Arrabella Diamond
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Arrabella Diamond
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