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THESE HORRID SELVES OF ME

Sometimes I am my own foeI see fire, I see ice, and I see a combinationBut I choose a mono with my toeMy eyes roaming somewhere in vague inspirationBurning or drowning my aspiration 2.Sometimes I am my own downfallIn a tricky climb, my thoughts roam on groundsJust at a sound of a bird, I fallBreaking […]