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Till the smoke clears, I can't see past myself. Run into the woods, Into the madness i feel within. Just keep going till you break, your heart, your mind, and each and every bone. I act like an addict, A ****** for pain. Make it deep and make it last, Because your scars can show you who you are.
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 10:04 PM UTC
Smoke
Till the smoke clears, I can't see past myself. Run into the woods, Into the madness i feel within. Just keep going till you break, your heart, your mind, and each and every bone. I act like an addict, A ****** for pain. Make it deep and make it last, Because your scars can show you who you are.
zachary-medina
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Jun 13, 2015
Jun 13, 2015 at 10:04 PM UTC
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