---A Poem by En.KiDevour... my time... sit in sour... devistate the f*****g lines
born to begin the walls caving in die to avenge the last call my favor
do you know... what to be? I found a trip f*****g ecstacy I'm bleeding i'm pleading for seperation from my mind
detoured becoming simple lies tie the hands of the divine decide behind the closed doors what it takes to really afford
find what it really means feel the scream fall to your knees just bleed
© 2012 En.Ki |
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Added on August 9, 2012 Last Updated on August 9, 2012 |

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