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by Adan7777   Feb 26, 2012


Waking on the flutter of the flame
Thinking of a short rope an one step
A fool's hate intake shame
Can't stop the suspicion
Dipped in ants
My neck yelling and a torturing burn
Exhale water down a well
Inhaled the wall
Paranoid road to question
A cell with only a ceiling
A blind man toll
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