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Parched are my lips saddened from every emotion you feel my voice apologizes for my cowardice I'm too afarid to ask for every hardship you face my silence is an assailant kills every moment of bliss Dried up thoughts and helpless gestures It's as though I'm watching your body suspended on to a cliff My hands urge me to save you but my mind makes me wait I'm not sure what is the right option I'm a marionette ..controlled.. My mind jammed too afraid of what May escape your tired tongue tongue tied bushwhacked I remain broken from selfdestruction I remain at peace unaware of your destruction
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Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
On things which I confess (XI)
Parched are my lips saddened from every emotion you feel my voice apologizes for my cowardice I'm too afarid to ask for every hardship you face my silence is an assailant kills every moment of bliss Dried up thoughts and helpless gestures It's as though I'm watching your body suspended on to a cliff My hands urge me to save you but my mind makes me wait I'm not sure what is the right option I'm a marionette ..controlled.. My mind jammed too afraid of what May escape your tired tongue tongue tied bushwhacked I remain broken from selfdestruction I remain at peace unaware of your destruction
Anoniiimuus
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Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 12:08 PM UTC
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