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The visuals of the eyes, they look straight through my mind into my soul and then escape in laser beams through my heart. Crying tears of cotton candy and activated charcoal.
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Time lost in a basket of damaged Trust.Â
I tried to say but I think the message came through the wrong way. I tried to scream, but it was only in my mind. I hope you don’t mind me asking why?
Today my brain is talking, it’s not me, he just talks every once in a while.
I’m needing the connection that you can give me, the connect of a time lost in a basket of damaged trust.
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