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seen the picture
mental picture fashioned fiction from what's real spun the spiral downward slope slipping, reaching for the shore... things you could never explain things you could never understand things you could never justify why? these thoughts are not your own these hands are not your own these plans are not your own body and soul disowned alone once held love up above but what's thicker than blood? nothing uncovered hidden from hundreds every waking moment not enough things you would never ignore things you would never forget things you would never believe leave these wants are not your own these eyes are not your own these lies are not your own body and soul disowned alone
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