Spoken words of a digital source, day by day heards of emotions broken down.
Key by key we take our course with our fun comes our remorse.
Dark ambititions are our missions.
Thoughts as wild as a horse, rein it in before hes gone for words can never be retreived.
Stories of broken hearts, torn to bits and little parts.
Key your life onto my brain, leave your print leave your stain.
I will listen to your suffering and all your pain, leave your heart and I shall gain.
Spoken words of a digital sourse, day by day heards of emotions broken down.
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My mind eternal thoughs
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