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Comments about Chris Foof
Can't voice these thoughts they scar my eyes
Can't put this away ive become these lies
Seeing her in my thoughts my dreams
Reduced to not my heartless yet heartfilled shcemes
I dance the dance of the damned yet free
Ive lost the light the soul of me
I move with out the precision of grace
Or the sweet touch of love like lace
But with the reckless abondon and haste
of sharp liqours rough and emotionless taste
My eyes so heavy with dreams weight
Limbs as heavy from my emotional sedate
The world swirls and blurs an infinite design
longing for her i cant stop ...