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Jan 2010
1/19/10


I’m  a concrete rose, you’re a midnight
Horse
Wild flame mane black ripple me with ur touch
Rotted crowns fall 2 dust
Beneath your steed stomp feet
Our masters
Gouge their eyes out
I’m cleched in ur sweat
My concrete turns 2 rivers flowing
Death
Wet night
Midnight
My midnight horse
My voice
kate crash
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