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the demons leak out of my mind sometimes and i swear the people around me can see them theyre holding up signs telling my friends STAY AWAY FROM THIS ONE telling strangers to beware cant get close to anyone now connections just dont come very easily to me can anyone see beneath the shrouds of fog around my mind clouding up the person i am, presenting the world with something darker thats not me im pleading im pleading someone someone PLEASE see underneath no one ever does im waiting for someone to find the spark thats being blown out protect it from the wind and the rain that the stormclouds produce its going to be too late soon
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
its going to be too late soon
the demons leak out of my mind sometimes and i swear the people around me can see them theyre holding up signs telling my friends STAY AWAY FROM THIS ONE telling strangers to beware cant get close to anyone now connections just dont come very easily to me can anyone see beneath the shrouds of fog around my mind clouding up the person i am, presenting the world with something darker thats not me im pleading im pleading someone someone PLEASE see underneath no one ever does im waiting for someone to find the spark thats being blown out protect it from the wind and the rain that the stormclouds produce its going to be too late soon
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Aug 14, 2015
Aug 14, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
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