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May 2016
My thoughts enslave me,
I'm chained between the bittersweet memories,
I'm beaten by the whips of regret...
I'm fed and driven by sin,
Battle scars on its flesh.
My mind is where my inner demons rest..

Challenging myself each day,
Knowing my weaknesses ,
And my strengths,

Its a ****** scene,
A ****** scene

Yellow tape muffles its mouth,
You wouldn't here the screams.

Mind Crimes, Mind Crimes
Your entity is your secret enemy,

Father give me the light in my eyes,
I need to see ...
My mind crimes are trying to frame me,
I'm accountable for my actions & the demons I've released..
I try to keep it in ,
But they insist to have a feast...
Evil of the beast ,
Pain in my cries...
Father give me light ,
Have mercy on me ....
I'm lost before the sea,
The sea of these mind crimes..
The charges I have upon me...
Free me from my sins...

Its a ****** scene,
Its a ****** scene...
Reine Monroe
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Reine Monroe
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     ---, Poetria and Arcassin B
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