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I am the author of my pain Because it is my fault thoughts of you still pass my brain god can't save my aim my blood vessels explode as I write while I implode in life My heart is a confederacy seceding from my brain They go to war my every waking moment My brain wants to free me from your slavery While my heart still cling's to the memories
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Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
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I am the author of my pain Because it is my fault thoughts of you still pass my brain god can't save my aim my blood vessels explode as I write while I implode in life My heart is a confederacy seceding from my brain They go to war my every waking moment My brain wants to free me from your slavery While my heart still cling's to the memories
simon-woodstock
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Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
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