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A Work in Progress
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The Book Of All Hours endless love mixed with boundless hate
intertwining to clear the slate
emotions blend to fuel the fire
to make this man your one desire
words are burning in my head
they say "one day you'll end up dead"
untill that day i'll run the race
just marching to a hardened pace
this love it burns behind cold eyes
but on this hate my mind it thrives
this is my rhythm this is my space
this is the way I choose to face
the countless demons that dwell inside
there is no place left to hide
they have no power, they hold no sway
just obstacles to be cleared away
but still this love it has my mind
in it's grips, it makes me blind
