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Oct 2020
Forget my face,
I’m just a messenger of your faith,
I’m just a soulless silhouette of age
- an actor for your stage.

Forget my name,
I’m just a shadow playing everyone’s game,
I’m just a soldier in everyone’s maze,
I’ve made a bet that’s only meant to be raised.

My heart is warm,
from all the faces of love I have born,
From all the times I evaded the norm.
You either go ******* or get bored.

My soul is real,
from all these troubles I had to feel.
A bit of happiness I had to steal,
so I could be strong enough to make you heal.
cigarette daydreams
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cigarette daydreams  Santa Cruz, California
(Santa Cruz, California)   
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