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Anger consumes me
Eats my soul like cancer
Self inflicted hell
Woman in mirror
Who is this old person
OMG it's me
A ghostly soldier
Wife and babe are alone
Price of Freedom
Mimes make rhymes
Sure Mimes can make rhymes
Who'd hear it
The many criticisms
Crash on me like thunder
Endure the storms
A hollow vic...
Monday 26th August 2013 4:40 pm
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