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Tell yourself to reach one last time stretch your arms in one last fight because the truth is you can do it as the wind sets in blowing up the dust again Breath it in and as it cakes in your throat Never stop screaming and never stop trying Let the tears roll down and moisturize the pain It will become easier to bare Never let yourself turn into the dust that so eagerly tries to consume you
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Feb 15, 2014
Feb 15, 2014 at 8:01 PM UTC
Dust Storm
Tell yourself to reach one last time stretch your arms in one last fight because the truth is you can do it as the wind sets in blowing up the dust again Breath it in and as it cakes in your throat Never stop screaming and never stop trying Let the tears roll down and moisturize the pain It will become easier to bare Never let yourself turn into the dust that so eagerly tries to consume you
It always feels like yo won't make it, but remember each time that you really can. That no matter what you will win this fight.
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Feb 15, 2014
Feb 15, 2014 at 8:01 PM UTC
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