A Hostage to Self Sabbatoge
What's to.orrow when forevers near? When is the end when you face your fears, we walked hand in hand then you disappeared. I pushed you pulled, we bent and swayed. a dream displayed that displaced today, these nightlong daydreams have replaced shadows. Is there anything fair in life but the gallows?
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