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I am not a gentle tide I am the storm Breaking with the waves when they crash to shore. Novels fill my head I choke on my words My scrawls turn to scars. I am intensity Emotions flaring red Scorching your lips.
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Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC
Intensity
I am not a gentle tide I am the storm Breaking with the waves when they crash to shore. Novels fill my head I choke on my words My scrawls turn to scars. I am intensity Emotions flaring red Scorching your lips.
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Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC
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