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Torments Of My Own

Forsake me my clumsy heart I have known peace and joy But held them as a baby held a toy How foolish a mischief on my part Daring darling endeavours Gaming the survival tempest Stunts begrudge in me a shredded grandeur I have found the misery I sought After war is peace The folklore reminds me a call to action The steps I braved shape me motionless I fret on how beyond is history ahead of my time Glory glory I enjoy the distant story But my present flow Praised me master of pain Novice to tranquillity Disintegration so delicate Angonizing my ardor  with great artistry Destruction going so far with distraction No allow even the cunning faith of mine to burlglarize its masterpiece
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Dec 22, 2020
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