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Jul 2014
Those fake *******
Rolling around searching for their ritualistic crown
Lost in the trenches
Drowning by sinister intentions
But guess what baby
Bridges still burn
Yup, they still burn baby
And I will always be everything
Yeah I said everything
No matter how much you say I'm not anything
I'm your "just lost everything"
I'm in the very fiber of your being
No matter how often you want to stop feeling
I'm as real as you want me to be
Just reach out and touch me

© 2014 Peach
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Peach  Texas
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