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The watchman sounds the siren.
The enemy draws near.
The fire in his eyes, is deafening.
I reach to find my weapon,
Deep Within,
and all the memories of breathing in.
Before the Dawn I knew it was too late
to find what I was looking for.
Nothing and nobody could ever
take me from that place.
I tried not to let it tear me apart,
and I know thats all I can do to stay prime forever, rest the beast inside.
Forever, I find a way to endeavor.
Open every door,
No matter what's inside
See me clearly, I don't hide.
Release me into the depths of the mind.
Depression of time
Imaginary rhyme
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