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Astrol Flames
My brain
a train now crashed
I lie lame
on the tracks
still dazed I stray
I can't relax
in pain from the bones
that you cracked
I don't think I'll ever
get over that .
you sure did deshevel
my sanity tract .
The astrol plains
where we would play
have changed
because your not the same
I feign my days
in vain I scratch
away at my memory stains
like a cat
I search the craze
always after that
to find the blame
for the fitting cap
till my own endgame
I'll try to tap
into some way
of getting the flame back .
a train now crashed
I lie lame
on the tracks
still dazed I stray
I can't relax
in pain from the bones
that you cracked
I don't think I'll ever
get over that .
you sure did deshevel
my sanity tract .
The astrol plains
where we would play
have changed
because your not the same
I feign my days
in vain I scratch
away at my memory stains
like a cat
I search the craze
always after that
to find the blame
for the fitting cap
till my own endgame
I'll try to tap
into some way
of getting the flame back .
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