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Bound to a destiny encased in brass, I await the fateful day, Standing by, Feigning my existence all the while, Holding the beast at bay.
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Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 11:23 AM UTC
Brass
Bound to a destiny encased in brass, I await the fateful day, Standing by, Feigning my existence all the while, Holding the beast at bay.
#depression#brass#short#free#verse#rhyme
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32/M/Anywhere But Here
Aug 23, 2019
Aug 23, 2019 at 11:23 AM UTC
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