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The moment I feel it The point I've figured it out Seconds away from being a whole A mind in control The walls, The house, My world begins to sweat Melting Swelling My heart feels irony in my soul dying I run frantically There's still time everyday We scream and pray Fixated on a break To bad it's on fire Others envy as you rise higher If only they knew your heart was tired Self-worth never acquired Still we run The winding path kissing your morning breath Progress Nothing changes Time to admit Your heart finally turned to charcoal The darkness has no forgiveness Somewhere in the middle section Helpless With a world full of alcohol, tears and desires No one notice you were a crier You sit in loneliness Proving you're a ******* fighter There is still life in the smoldering soul One day the run won't be so tiring and old Hope or bitterness hits and you die in emptiness Cleanse me in a chlorine pool My white dress floats Eleganntly holding my figure together as my skin burns off God screams No one hears I sit in a universe I only see Mother Earth stop haunting me A dream form made to torment her Today we lay no longer breathing Free is still currently a lie we put into our speech I lay lifeless in a straight jacket built upon fear
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 9:13 PM UTC
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The moment I feel it The point I've figured it out Seconds away from being a whole A mind in control The walls, The house, My world begins to sweat Melting Swelling My heart feels irony in my soul dying I run frantically There's still time everyday We scream and pray Fixated on a break To bad it's on fire Others envy as you rise higher If only they knew your heart was tired Self-worth never acquired Still we run The winding path kissing your morning breath Progress Nothing changes Time to admit Your heart finally turned to charcoal The darkness has no forgiveness Somewhere in the middle section Helpless With a world full of alcohol, tears and desires No one notice you were a crier You sit in loneliness Proving you're a ******* fighter There is still life in the smoldering soul One day the run won't be so tiring and old Hope or bitterness hits and you die in emptiness Cleanse me in a chlorine pool My white dress floats Eleganntly holding my figure together as my skin burns off God screams No one hears I sit in a universe I only see Mother Earth stop haunting me A dream form made to torment her Today we lay no longer breathing Free is still currently a lie we put into our speech I lay lifeless in a straight jacket built upon fear
Karajean
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Jul 26, 2016
Jul 26, 2016 at 9:13 PM UTC
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