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Dec 2018
Cold inside
I want to fly
You know so many names
But what do their lips say
When you climb mountains ?

Haunted by the sounds
Of certain melodies
I got to touch the skin
Where do we begin ?
Lost in this endless forest

Destroying my mind
One fun at a time
Two and i'm signaling
This might be the end
Of the line

When its your turn
Will you be eager
Or will you feel terror?
These are the questions
You will have answered.
Written by
Don kingsley  25/M/States
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