Suppressed Time
Lifestyles of a concealed expression
Holds no flame to our desirable place in time.
Titanic view of this thing called mutiny
Collapse itself on my doorsteps of dreams
There's no bright future in a darkened scream
So its repeats itself profusely.
Laminated energy frozen beside my heart and I echo my want for love
Suppressed time keeps pulling us apart but I can't seem to ever get enough.
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