It clenches my heart.
It makes me shake...
I feel myself slipping
I feel myself falling...
living right in the wrong place
i don't understand the expressions of your face...
You spill poetry into your palms
like they're pills of salvation...
when the wind of the truth
harshly touch your soul...
Only death will set you free
don't chase your dreams' nightmares the might be...
Everyday we are hungry
Anytime we go into misery...
On the streets I was hanging.
I tried to picture one thing...
Maybe one day
I'll look in the mirror...
It isn't over again but it's cool to think we're...
and I need to smoke a little more without demands...
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I’ve become the master of my own demise...
The scars are fading
After four months they are almost gone...