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Claimed

Trying to claim me? Carve my heart with a catch phrase; Scalding fantasy willfully suffocating, make me question what I see; A poet taken, in the darkness of this room; The marks on my neck possessed by the sin you bring; Broken by the blood and ink; Oh Inspiration, suck the life out of my lips; Swallowing my pen quickly pulling me under I know I am claimed.

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