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I was tripping on clouds back then
You carried me deep into your den
You sucked life out of me, you lion!
Left me empty, devoid of life's sign
So now, I drag my corpse aimlessly
In the crowds, roaming namelessly
Oh they can't taste my hollow eyes
For they are afraid of distorted lies
That reside in my penetrating gaze
Which is phenominal, oh so ablaze
I destroy every boulder in my way
Nothin' can stop me, I move astray
Wearin' chaos like a silver armour
I escape every unwanted murmer!
Being savage with my every desire
I'm burnin' in glowin' gasoline fire
Messin' everything deep to its core
I clap vibrant colors on dance floor
They are silent, I'm a phenomenon
Whose heart has turned to a stone!
My breaths sound like complex rap
For I'm tryin' to survive in this trap
That has been set by you, your soul
'N' I am all alone, no one to console
Wastin' myself, not an interruption
For I'm destined to live in...
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Destruction!
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Nostalgia | ✔
PoetryHighest Achievement - #7 in poetry [Oct 3, 2016] ~Nostalgia~ It's delicate, but potent. The pain from an old wound. A twinge in your heart.. Far more powerful than memory alone A feeling of a place Where we... Ache To Go Again. -My thoughts. My word...
