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	Thoughts from the soul.
	Army of me
	Healed.
	Shamelessly, shamefully open.
	Growing numb emptyness.

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Cloudy Clown

01-06-2016

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Army of me

I'm in live with the sadness,
as fot my soul sometimes craves for some madness.

I'm a fucking artist, feeling everything too deep.
Even happiness can make me weep.

Yet, I can be senseless and heart as stone,
that's when the inner monster has claimed the throne.

Sometimes I'm so stuck inside this dump.
Then I'll be the whore that you can fuck numb.

Everything lives inside of me.
This army of me, writing my history.

But who of these me's am I the most?
Am I not slowly turning into a million ghosts?

No, for that I feel way too alive.
It's those who can't comprehend that take out the knife.

I may have bled many times before...
But not a single scratch got even near to my core.

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