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You can't control my words They will mutate and intimidate Lose form and transform your mind Taking you on a journey Leaving your dreams in death's hands A vivid picture of nature and heaven Leaving an inprint of the devil and hell Or the design of creation and hope. Longing for direction A "hit" of the proper proportions
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May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 7:26 PM UTC
Smile. It is you in the mirror
You can't control my words They will mutate and intimidate Lose form and transform your mind Taking you on a journey Leaving your dreams in death's hands A vivid picture of nature and heaven Leaving an inprint of the devil and hell Or the design of creation and hope. Longing for direction A "hit" of the proper proportions
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38/M/Wellington, CO.
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 7:26 PM UTC
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