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Nov 2017
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I'm looking around
trying to find the sound
reading the skies

intellectual space
has touched my face
and I can hear the bells ring

it's either 12 or 8 PM

looking around
trying to see the song
in the bells dins

I use to love the vibrations
the notes and tones
now it's all down the drain

will you still play
your lost voice
inside my head

I got a trauma demon
on my back
crying whenever
I try to see it
I can still feel it
eileen
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eileen
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