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We’re ****** in the chains of the past Walking souls trying to find the way back Stuck there In this vivid dream In this cycle of broken sins The biblical story, can’t you not see   Dirt Noir ****** Found peace among the ****** Among the **** Words cocking up on the spoon Thoughts breaking loose The flames reminded me that I was just a kid When you let him touch me Inhale the smoke Mainline it to forget that your heart is broke Once somebody told me I’ll burn my veins Before The words burn the pages
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Jun 9, 2020
Jun 9, 2020 at 7:22 PM UTC
burning