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Aug 2014
My demons are tearing me apart
and I'm fumbling in the dark
I lost my light back when I forgot who I was
dropping words like bread crumbs
to lead me home to a place
where my soul lies dormant
waiting to wake up
my flesh burns with it's absence
and the presence of a rotten heart within my chest
screaming obscenities into my head
this anger boils my blood
and heats my skin
if you were to touch me I'd burn you
with sin
Lover of the light
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Lover of the light
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   furies and SPT
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