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Oct 2017
Im cradling my phantom heart
a phantom pain that flutters with writing art.
Im crashing on a wild wind
might cross the country on a whim.
Going crazy where is my head
******* its lost again
Out at sea the water swells
salt in my eyes i scream i yell

Its all internal.
Im a statue in a park
watching it all transgress.

SKIP
TRACK 2
SIDE B

I let it get the best of me.
Paul Donnell
Written by
Paul Donnell  Augusta Ga
(Augusta Ga)   
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