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Pull the thread– now time to unwin… As you fall back to the depths of… Keep tugging the feeling is real. More layers are starting to peel. Feet first is how you like to jump…

Oh, to be free. Free like a birdie. Flying above The mountains, seas and trees. Making friends with bees.

What’s it like Walking in those shoes. Heavy the head wearing the crown Let’s sing the blues.

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Revenge a dish usually best served… No payback necessary for the decre… Digging their own resting holes. Tickets to hell broke the mold. To evil their soul they have sold.

Let me tell you the story of a bo… Thought himself wise and my heart… Had a great idea Planned his attack. What he didn’t know;

I feel it. Changes at the epigenetic level. It’s like– an internal machine wit… that move in and out of place. Shift, rotate, drop, some spin out…

In a world that never stops talkin… Where do you go for solitude... How do you make it where The walls are thin and they wear a… To disguise their true wretched mo…

They can have my darkness if they… If that’s what they need. It can be theirs. What they think is I am holding her hand

As the paint begins to chip the faucets steady their drip. The tree stands tall. As the floors they strain and creak.

As the darkness creeps in Do you look to your kin When wishing to place the blame. Reality will fade As we sharpen the blade