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Ruins
These walls
my dear friends
holding me tight
as I cave in
Pacing back and forth
following trains of thought
Gaze into the mirror
what side are you on?
Laying on the dirt
inhaling everything
a flood rushes through my head
Waiting for my thoughts
to return to me
my dear friends
holding me tight
as I cave in
Pacing back and forth
following trains of thought
Gaze into the mirror
what side are you on?
Laying on the dirt
inhaling everything
a flood rushes through my head
Waiting for my thoughts
to return to me
Published 25th Mar 2015
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