You flew past..
And took all with you..
You even scratched away the bits set in the deepest corner of my soul..
And then you kept pulling me by the strings of me heart..
Dust rises in the air in a hurricane
As i struggling to stand up tall once more..
Bu you won't let me..
You pull me down and you pull me apart..
As a slave.. of your dead rotten conscience..
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