Memory
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Frozen Ego
Your voice reaches me still,like a pill quick I try to digestthe rest of my vacant thrillwithout you demons manifest. In a land backwards timefinds time to keep me frozen.I want to swing back rewindand choose paths not chosen. Like a warm calm I hear echoin the curves of my ear dearI think sometimes I Continue reading
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On The Tip Of My Tongue
Use your last breath I love every word you say to me. I want the grass to grow beauty and us frolicking in the wide sea. I give way to the slave of lucifer in is realm I am I dwell in hell as I smell in this place all the sulfer it casts upon Continue reading
About Me
Shadows of my old self.
RMC 