Train of thought,
over expressed over exposed
My nose grows, my lungs
blows away from my honesty - smoke
inhaling story after story all lies false
fallacy looking to transpose the aggression
of what inside glows
tension too much to mention why before
I sleep I'm important without clothes
See me how you see me without searching
to find out something you already know,
I'm no different if you just listen
and open up your own set of doors closed -
Guardian of pain - Protector of guilt,
still falls the rain - creator of the snow
as my smile - the sun, I only want to show
clearing or removing
the memories of the past
Freeing My Soul
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