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Jul 2019
I heard of a place beyond the clouds
Where he who sits is a savior
That died wretched death but it was only for me
And I heard beneath me something so beautiful and fierce yet speaks like a dragon and slithers like serpent.
And as I think  I hear a calling
And as I hear a calling I sense my body backing away
Gravity has me confused my love
This shirt is too tight
And these pants are so expensive
My skin feels weird
And my heart seems as if it’s dying to keep me alive.
I just don’t wanna lose that voice who hears my cry at my desperation.
Cause I’m desperately sinking
Mr Xelle
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Mr Xelle  29/M/United States
(29/M/United States)   
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