poetry
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I had gasoline in my veins You were the match that lit my soul ablaze There were bridges to burn Leaving old lovers in exile There’s a special place for people like you and me A place where ne’er do wells and misfits play Trapped behind trellises and chain link fences Chicken wire and cement…
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Running on the wind to the sunrise To forget how the moonlight shines in your eyes Waiting for those feelings to subside So it no longer feels like death inside my soul My breath gets caught on every word My heart gets caught with every beat I still feel you inside of me It still…
Trapped In The Margins 