By Arcassin Burnham
Burned forever,
My soul is in limbo facing suicide,
Knowing the devil he will not let it ride,
Always the one to not patronize,
I thought if weren't busy maybe we could have a little time,
But you're too worried........
About everything,
Make your mind up,
Head about to combust,
From dealing all this anger inside that going on with us.
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 11:08 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
Burned forever,
My soul is in limbo facing suicide,
Knowing the devil he will not let it ride,
Always the one to not patronize,
I thought if weren't busy maybe we could have a little time,
But you're too worried........
About everything,
Make your mind up,
Head about to combust,
From dealing all this anger inside that going on with us.
Too much
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