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My Life
By: Jonathon Elias Crace

The web of destruction has been beautifully spun,
The trap has been set the game has begun,
As I've been torn from your loveless lashings,
I've contemplated freedom from your meaningless masking,
I no longer feel like you are here,
No cuts or bruises on my knees or heels,
I've tasted the air and I enjoyed it's sound,
Why would've you hurt if I stayed around,
I've loved you for years and I've never said no,
You've hurt me for more and now I will go,
The web of destruction has been beautifully spun,
The trap has gone off the game is now done.
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Posted: Oct 2012

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timalina
Devastating beautiful with completely filled agony of mind thumbs up
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