Broken Like An Angel

Broken Like An Angel

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My brain is twisted into the glass. I have no rhyme or reason for my writing. Speaking in words the human brain can not decipher. Seeing things as no one can. Breathing in the fires of ice, while singing in a silent tune. About me? There's nothing there. You may not know what dwells within. What my mind sees. Blood seeping in the sight of the wind.


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