... I'm confined within the walls of my own mind. No matter what I try I return to the burning ghettos of my mind. As I walk alone through a path of fire I don't burn... On the contrary I become the flames that create chaos.
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CDiazp01 (
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Everywhere you go you burn the bridges behind you. Know the feeling.
Awesome write
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