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the dead air of things

"grace on fire"
the heavens called it..

there was a war inside me..
lightening. chasing
chaos
bondage
........oh the cliques of toasting to death...

barely breathing & naked sitting in lament before the silence
I forgot myself in where my sin began
under summered skin
& I've grown tired of the light..


I'll see you in my dreams
KandiceBush
Written by KandiceBush (Kandice Bush)
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