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since 2008-05-16
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what do i feel inside razor scalp poverty textured prison belted chains dummies mashed in a congregation of confusion the hammer what can i do? how do i escape? such a subtle prison i'm crushed inside and i want to break free while the hands chop on me the spirit that guides me how silent the wait? that rock with dashes petty grasses dashes dash sleepy breath hope, i choke weight, i hope to lift this weight would set me free the blood sets me free dancing to be free with the demons that are angry Does she pray, or am I prey? |
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