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So if the sun can make a rainbow When the dark can brighten stars Suppose a demon wears a halo On his sleeve he wears a heart Becomes abundant from conceiving We can't free a face that lasts Hopes and dreams were made to play low When they're squeezed they fall apart Seen un-parallel dysfunction, freak of nature to this earth We scream on carousels, in dungeons, caught a feeling from above Inside a mind behind concussion, repercussion comes the words I'm feeling forces like concoction, like it's nothing from this earth. Saimon Beats
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