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Monday, December 17, 2007
A bitter illness, a greater healing.
A momento on the corpse, and ambience of my own..
my deal off form the lonely yard, i once sat at..
my deal off form the lonely yard, i once sat at..
where i lingered before my memories and created shrines,
I only payed a visit to.
later redeemed my thoughts to the provking smoke of the rag next to me.
later redeemed my thoughts to the provking smoke of the rag next to me.
I wished, I hoped, I prayed.
Much more I tried to grab my lost..
I waited the holy morning when sun was awake,
due were my ramblingsbut much more was the magic I waited to be burnned yet
..and I scalped new skin, my wings and the flight to my freedom.
..and I scalped new skin, my wings and the flight to my freedom.
Time: 3:45am
Date: 17th march,06
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Like a pheonix I'll rise, from the ashes of this life...
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