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A desolate desire, a rambunctious hope. To see the burning fire within this zealous stroke, With inflamed vessels of red to be seared, The beat of a heart with a sound quite fickle. Undecided fate, lack of concentration. In a mind of dissipation, despise the renunciations. Piece together the puzzle of the human mind and rip apart to be in the mad man's confines. Fortitude to bear, uninterrupted disaster. Tutor the wreck less with ambition, explain your own maddening rendition. Take back the flames of a stolen heart, hope it lasts before it starts.
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 7:41 AM UTC
Heart
A desolate desire, a rambunctious hope. To see the burning fire within this zealous stroke, With inflamed vessels of red to be seared, The beat of a heart with a sound quite fickle. Undecided fate, lack of concentration. In a mind of dissipation, despise the renunciations. Piece together the puzzle of the human mind and rip apart to be in the mad man's confines. Fortitude to bear, uninterrupted disaster. Tutor the wreck less with ambition, explain your own maddening rendition. Take back the flames of a stolen heart, hope it lasts before it starts.
joseph-aaron
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Nov 9, 2014
Nov 9, 2014 at 7:41 AM UTC
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