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rockkFresh
Join Date: Apr 2015
Location: Chicago.
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Stressed out, chain smoking- So it's raspy when I talk
But nobody listens, I'm only grasping at these straws The dark side's entertained by the havoc that I draw & the lunatic in me wants it wrapped around the walls Too tragic of a fall, I became in touch with the violence Lost in the moment, I snapped, I was in lust with the silence Which was shattered by screams, I had rage on a platter & the splatter of blood left me a taste for disaster I crave to be captured like thoughts I currently conquered The longer they sit the darker they get & encourage the monster I caught a glimpse of my old self, usually loving life Until I dreamt of death when I slept to lunacy's lullaby I remember the purity, a bright light so little & small The autumn colored leaves must've been what triggered the fall A natural cycle- With death, what I found was my sanity A soul that was heavy & tortured is no longer bounded by gravity |
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