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Aug 2018
drowning in toxic blends
girl I'm spinning on you
knowing how it's going to end
it ain't nothing new
to the dungeons I descend
where every dream is tossed
the smoke so thick within
over years the yearning lost

waiting to be ensouled
to be me ain't whole
in the darkest light
black dress in the night
too blind to see through
I can barely see you
waiting to be ensouled
still waiting to be ensouled

doll you have that gaze
but my look is long and cold
the desolation daze
the confinement where I hole
set in my singular ways
I'm not a free soul
a prisoner within me lays
your hand too soft to hold

waiting to be ensouled
...

listening to the blues
hey babe close your eyes
and the sound soothes
I tell you forgiving lies
"it don't matter, ain't no use"
while my hope dies
it's darkness that I choose
chained in shackles and agonized

waiting to be ensouled
...

-Sam@082618
(prefer in a deep bass)
atomic blue
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atomic blue  M/San Francisco
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