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Jul 2016
talk me down from my own fate
or i'll pour out my blood
open up my wounds for the world
father lift me up by my ears
brand me with a painful reminder
you do or do not do, i'll say it again
a prince of sadness, she lives
my tears collect in my chest
i'm too proud to call you anything
but a man of steel and anger
oh, you voodoo *******
i wish i could pin you all afternoon
you're a bittersweet apple in the
winter, the frigid wind of oymyakon
i never liked you, you leader
the grapevines look awfully familiar
that summer morning they withered away
she takes and takes and takes me home
i love her more than the currency
you clammy snake, quit constricting me
jump off the face of the earth into oblivion
save you before i have to save myself
•7/1/2016•
Jacob
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Jacob  19/M/Texas - United States
(19/M/Texas - United States)   
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