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A moon light walk through a field of rusted dreams and scattered promises,
Unfolding events to withering leaves. Blindness bonds me to a fragile heart and disquieting thoughts, Picking through childhood fetishes, and shredded convictions. Prayers of insanely needs flavor my tongue. Behind glass and metal I lost all that I’d sought, A witness to my own act of sin, Fleeing from simple eyes.
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