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I sit here patiently with a cigarette and a pen near a tent letting lirics comence alienating my surroundings affiliated with with a thought process and as I delve deeper in the meanings of casets words start to connect translating into feelings from memory of the oppressed navigating my head thinking of enemies I come to correct turned into friends so my heart won't end in flames as it hurt if we don't unite for the better days and as the page fills the rage of immoral ways distinguishes words relinquishes the immoral images of how I behaved at a young age a portrait on display for me to intake on how I changed and changed other for the better ways like a letter from your lived one who was locked away I stayed in the cage prayed for better days till I grasped the past that I couldn't let go coz it hurt hurting my mother I was burning with no supper I needed to feed on good things and stop breathing in negativity that's been suffocating my soul limiting me so I saw no change till I saw change in myself that come from the core to do the right watched my heart ignite for my mother coz I saw the light and as I write in my mind suddenly i get dragged into the night of mind and a demon appears in a shape of a woman as what it would like to hear he offers me gold and jewellery till to the point I refuse he starts abusing me slashing trashing me with a fight so I respond in kind in my mind by countering his right and left of his side every counter move to his surprise till times runs dry and I'm back out of my mind with the lyrics written in plain sight I re read them and some extra is written in its side with a saying good luck so i think was it the demon i was fighting who wrote that in my book.

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Edvinas

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6 months ago