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i pray for the day i tell you that i never meant a second all your replacement mannequins no matter how carefully crafted or beautifully molded will never hold a flame someday they'll be clarity when i'm soaring heights you'll never reach in places you'll never see your heart will be hammering a loss you'll never comprehend every lazy day that passes you like clouds that never rain the soul in you that breathes for it your voice only a clap of thunder lightning energy decays
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Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 11:34 PM UTC
mannequins
i pray for the day i tell you that i never meant a second all your replacement mannequins no matter how carefully crafted or beautifully molded will never hold a flame someday they'll be clarity when i'm soaring heights you'll never reach in places you'll never see your heart will be hammering a loss you'll never comprehend every lazy day that passes you like clouds that never rain the soul in you that breathes for it your voice only a clap of thunder lightning energy decays
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Mar 22, 2012
Mar 22, 2012 at 11:34 PM UTC
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