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Nov 2014
Tomorrow doesn't exist
yesterday is just a dream
I lay awake, trying to reminisce
during the days that lay between, and I

Can't seem to retrace
the footprints we left behind
chasing shadows, leads to nowhere
and we're running out of time

so I offer you my hand
we always knew forever wasn't for us
but we'll dance within the flames
till these bodies turn to rust
my rhyming poems always seem so cheesy, I apologize.
The Messiah Complex
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The Messiah Complex  48/M/Washington D.C
(48/M/Washington D.C)   
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