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Sunrise Walking Dead
A little to no sleep
Same thought repercussion depriving me
Sunrise walking dead
The dancer inside my head
Shaking sweaty hands and feet
Lost complete control of my phalanges
Confusing word and sentences unambiguously
The dancer in my vicinity
Days accelerate, hurriedly quick
Bender, blind and binging
Screeching only when its the dancer i am seeing
In days i become poorer
This rich though i always be
Forever the dancer and me
Same thought repercussion depriving me
Sunrise walking dead
The dancer inside my head
Shaking sweaty hands and feet
Lost complete control of my phalanges
Confusing word and sentences unambiguously
The dancer in my vicinity
Days accelerate, hurriedly quick
Bender, blind and binging
Screeching only when its the dancer i am seeing
In days i become poorer
This rich though i always be
Forever the dancer and me
Published 6th Mar 2014
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6th Mar 2014 2:00pm
