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Let it sink in, The hurt And pain. The hole widening, In the sunken chest. Manipulating hands, Plotting to no avail Ways, to mend. Two decades, Plus a lifetime of mistakes. Controlling, hedonistic pleasure. Opposing selfless, selfish. The firestorm blazing, Engulfing and raging. Burn the bridges. Point-blank, BOOM! Phantom, blood born, Dead to me.
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Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 5:01 PM UTC
Abandon Me
Let it sink in, The hurt And pain. The hole widening, In the sunken chest. Manipulating hands, Plotting to no avail Ways, to mend. Two decades, Plus a lifetime of mistakes. Controlling, hedonistic pleasure. Opposing selfless, selfish. The firestorm blazing, Engulfing and raging. Burn the bridges. Point-blank, BOOM! Phantom, blood born, Dead to me.
devin-ortiz
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Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 5:01 PM UTC
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