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your internal being

raging sky's
fire beauty


I salute you to all thats worthy
whispering death knocks at my door.
shuttering minds shut me in my own subconscious.
I am nocturnal, surly that means something.

this external figure is only but a mirror of everything that you see hear and feel.

these cracking bones only bow for so long.

promises don't mean anything any more.

promiscuous souls will look beyond what's in their eyes ..

I wont find demise in this scorching thing that tries to eat me day by day  

whisper in my ear and say I'm not worth it, because surly I am.  



 
Written by anna-disgrace (Annadisgrace)
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