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Dec 2020
sometimes I feel so far away from where I want to be
I feel like tearing out the living breathing moving soul from inside me and throwing it far into the heart of a big city
setting myself on fire
and maybe then I will be big enough and I will feel the warmth of power and potential this world seems to revolve around
be one of the "big guys" just because thats the game
and thats how you play to win
and thats how you die painlessly
leaving only destruction in your path
Eleanor
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Eleanor
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