Soul Maze. By Aaron Ace Cook
.my bedroom candles burning it smells like cherry for some reason I'm looking at it and I can relate to it, my bedroom in that lamp is burning and I can't escape from it, looking for 6 security and stability in my life not looking for a wife not looking for a good night just looking for peace and happiness this bedroom is my element my bubble atmosphere yeah I get high cuz I'm motionally blinded the drugs make me see clear, fears an option is just a feeling got some spelling my soul I'm saving anticipating the moment where I truly see happiness until then I'm scared to walk through this maze of madness but it's going to happen. Just a frame of mind if you find me in this maze wave and say hi
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