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feel...released. They cannot lock you in their box, They cannot sterilize your mind, and only you and a guest can get in. You will arrive, You can stay, You hold my set of keys, Let me convince you I will try to lift you up, when he lets you down. We can Right now. You can share your insanity. I will always listen, seldom speak You can be your own liberator They can't quite grasp, what makes me, you. It diminishes, this locomotive of doubt No longer in unwilling ******* I seeps into the seams,, and flows down from above. to take you to a feeling....Invigorated Fulfilled, and relieved, that their eyes can see you, for you, and not who even the slaves, dread to be. You shall never be bound unwillingly Every key I own, I give to you Snap the chains they have slipped on your mind.
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Aug 23, 2012
Aug 23, 2012 at 3:23 PM UTC
The Chains They Have Slipped On Your Mind
feel...released. They cannot lock you in their box, They cannot sterilize your mind, and only you and a guest can get in. You will arrive, You can stay, You hold my set of keys, Let me convince you I will try to lift you up, when he lets you down. We can Right now. You can share your insanity. I will always listen, seldom speak You can be your own liberator They can't quite grasp, what makes me, you. It diminishes, this locomotive of doubt No longer in unwilling ******* I seeps into the seams,, and flows down from above. to take you to a feeling....Invigorated Fulfilled, and relieved, that their eyes can see you, for you, and not who even the slaves, dread to be. You shall never be bound unwillingly Every key I own, I give to you Snap the chains they have slipped on your mind.
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Aug 23, 2012
Aug 23, 2012 at 3:23 PM UTC
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