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Normality

I don't understand my pain
It's just there to tingle my little veins
To the welcome of
As I gasp yet yawn in the wake.
Shadows fell their wonder in black
As I walk my gait towards another faith.
Cut my my cloth and shape my form, behemoth
Let me know what you want from me now.
Slave to the wealth in my head
Written by Ronethone (Kieron)
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