Circle Pantoom
Life moves in a circle,
Try not to get lost.
It burns you up inside,
Or even goes to frost.
Try not to get lost,
In a world turned to flames.
Or even goes to frost,
When all else delays.
In a world turned to flames,
Screaming, shouting, pouting,
When all else delays,
Those who care shall wait the outing.
Screaming, shouting, pouting,
The cold c...
Friday 27th January 2017 7:54 pm
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I feel so self conscious,
Why do i even wanna go ahead and make progress
Full of loose fests.
Never makin' it, that's it.
Pack up and leave
Never look back, just take the word of the voice that hurts all noise
Doesn't let you get to what hurts most.
A world that can't transgress,
Or a boy who can't progress.
Loveless, lifeless
Till i get to the page and give str...
Friday 27th January 2017 7:30 pm
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