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Sep 2014
Bring me your hate, your love, your future and your past
Serve it in a plate with some wine in a glass
Show me a heart with which you have forsaken
Listen to it cry as it feels your hatred
Is this your life, a future and a past?
The meaning you see, you try to make last
Eventually all that you love will be dead
Everything you don't will be out for your head
Come my love
And be accepted Into my arms
My empty arms of neglect and pain
I'll bare you my soul, you will be to scared to run
Your heart beats so quick, your realities undone
Let's show our pain, our suffering, our love
Our trust and our desire we are the unheard of
We need no one else to hold us in grace
We already know that this is our place
You behind me, I am all alone
But I know your there and you keep me warm
Shiyahumi Chouske
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Shiyahumi Chouske  25/M
(25/M)   
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