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Jan 2014
Close your eyes to wake back up
Escape your mind
Get back out alive
Bury the past
Trap it in the dirt
It will struggle and resurface
It will always continue to hurt
But the white hills are not your home
The toxic land of sin
Is not your heart within
Struggle to wake
In all my dreams I drown
But when you’re awake
A reason you have found
Don’t sink to deep; nor fly to high
Feet on the ground eyes on the sky
Be it star or moon or sun
You are awake
The day has begun
Disaster Child
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Disaster Child
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