Devin Lasker Biography

The rush as it runs through my veins
Making me believe that I could be insane
Lost in the thoughts of getting stronger
Not seeing as fate says not much longer
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The clock goes on ticking
Letting us know that the end is near
But as an end approaches a beginning appears
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My voice was stolen,
no better yet caged.
In a prison cell made of empty bottles
the content consumed in hopes of relief.
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I stand with her with the moon in full bloom
Never have I seen such a night
She takes my hand pulls me along
Taking me further into this forgotten night
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A child needs a mother
Not a father, sister, or brother,
Because a mother builds the soul,
They take a thousand pieces and make it whole.
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