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Black 7

All felt is good here

All felt is just fine

Like a rapture waiting

to dine on the devine

It moves across me

and sets me free

Open oh so gently

Everytime I scream release

I mean it

You know it

Everytime I feel relief

I feel the dirty black 7

Loss of time is felt here

Burning back in my mind

Like a cancer growing

in the minds of the devine

Don't roll me over

Can't help these things I feel

Couldn't see them coming

But I've given into what is real

Extend what's been given

Take a taste of what's within

You cast me over

Yet I've risen and I am real

I am the little cracked mirro


Black 7 / Soil

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