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Mar 2013
So many things piercing the brain
Pacing up and down while peeking through panes
Pacing up and down while dealing with the pain
Doing the same thing over and over slowly going insane
Beginning to understand the hate for loved ones, even so approaching bane

Everything sinking into ears
So similar to the evil bringing tears

And you, lay on the couch with a beer
******* hypocrite, continue to sneerΒ Β 

Feel being held away from the doors
Suffer,
Unable to escape,
Be bound to this floor
George C
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George C  United States
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   abby and Roni Shelley
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