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#lostinmyownhead
* ~ *I stir as the sun grazes the lines of my face The heart beats fast, a wardrum in its cage The song of *doom boom doom echoes,* the pain spins on its lace But I know that I'll move forward, For I'll flower, not stay the same* ~ *
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Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 4:01 AM UTC
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