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Slave To Your Mind

the nights are long while darkness falls from the sky you call out to the man who stole your confidence He left you for dead while a warrior kills your soul fighting a war of perception while killing without blood enemies not showing until your hand goes in your pocket shooting your heart while seeing reflections of yourself never seeing help when it’s there in front of you burning the cross and watching the moon turn into the sun believing no one can help you imagination wild with no where to go no love no self believing what they tell you you are my friend a slave to your mind

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 4/3/2016 11:36:00 PM
wow, that was deep Todd. LINDA
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