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Jan 2013
Cry out your heart while it pumps blood out your eyes.
We've both been ripped apart and sewn together with
eachother's parts. Now your blood flows through me;
slithering through my veins like snakes from hell.
Chris Rodgers
Written by
Chris Rodgers  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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