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Aug 2014
crave (crumble)
shiver (shake)
dying to keep
my bones
awake.                                                   ­                       (strange) thunder
                                                         ­                             (thrives) under
                                                           ­                            my skin
                                                            ­                          threatening to stake
                                                                ­                       the progress
                                                                ­                       i've made
promising to make it
go away
with a better addiction
a better conviction . . .
                                        how  do  they  n­ot  see
                                        the  criminal  bene­ath  me ?

                                                            ­                   maybe its not there
                                                                ­                    the wind whispers
                                                        ­                     maybe it doesnt have to be
                                                             ­                       the truth answers me
Patience
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