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My Second Coming
By Jaxson Washington aka Mike Jr. Rock n Roll Collects my soul The smell of oil from the lamp that lights my way The path of life A stressful flight I fight the gift of restful sleep Forgotten treasures replace my simple pleasures The shadows comfort My distress is measured For she is the light that guides my flight Towards this path of self-destruction Rock n Roll Collects my soul She is all I ever wanted The smell of jasmine And sadness strengthen The tragic end of my second coming
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