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Tunneling To Youthrough the bushes as they sway with the wind i see your every move from such distance racing pulse just because you're alive
i've written poems and stories painted brilliant works composed epic symphonies all with the same subject a singular thread ties everything i do but you'll never understand because you'll never know
when you come near i'll hold my breath play dead like a dog then fight the regret from burying me
(battling the stronghold...) (battling the grip...) |