If I could eagle away the pain I would but the stresses of distance aren't sounding the way they should
E breath the through the shackles of our own decite took break away our silent fears
I break Up to gas down cause I know myself how easily i could destroy the sweat serenade
The least of which I could shapes feeling into a deadly dance in the concrete jungle by which we laugh and cry and dance and sigh
A life of love is still little else but a dance with yourself for of course e could live with the coldest breathes we may pertain to
22 year old man who came in for drug induced psychosis
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