Be true to yourself
Impossible she mumbles
Drag your mind into it
Stretch your soul
be free
Impossible she mumbles
this world of two dimension
she starts to see three
Free at last her mind set as ease
Worms start to wonder
and the warmth fills her heart
Death fills her mouth
as its now impossible for her to mumble
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Author:
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