unmotivated slammer
something is keeping me awake like an early sun with a touch of sunlight hitting my face whatever am I damned to do? keep here while someone tries touching where I touch this feeling I cannot chase but it is chasing me I hear the angels cry the angels they say your name like a coin in the flame I try to keep a steady pace but where am I supposed to be? you are my home I cannot stop this eerie feeling all I want is him to not hurt you.
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