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Sep 2020
Axe
there was a time
I was connected
to myself
and to it all

my heart feels like a piece of wood
just waiting for the axe to fall

I know it will be split in two
I don't want the suspense to end

but deeper down I look within
and want to be the tree again
Written by
Ciel Noir
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         Ciel Noir, Lora, Branden, X, Milo and 10 others
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