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Oct 2010
Electric pulse
dreamed imagination shot through my ears
reminds me of my dreaded fears
the growing reality to my eyes comes tears
vanashing sourounding
waves shattering, boppin to the noisen'
music so magic, brew me up a poison
forget all this motion
exploding sound, be my healing potion
Written by
Logan Moore
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