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The dissonance The pitiful pain Of pittances Peculiar piercings Pecking beak That breaks the skin Bursting eyeballs How the crow kas Crossing the blood soaked Battlefield Books of rage Etched so deeply in my soul Compounded by the sorrows Built upon our leaders’ greed The clock ticks Skin twitching Perspiring With neurons firing Percussion beating out More pain, more pain More pain, more pain To fan anger’s flame The darkness encroaches Then recedes Building up like a constipated **** Till wave after wave finally breaks through And I **** blood and violence Then guilt Then sorrow Then pain And the ****** cycle Begins again
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Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
****** Cycle
The dissonance The pitiful pain Of pittances Peculiar piercings Pecking beak That breaks the skin Bursting eyeballs How the crow kas Crossing the blood soaked Battlefield Books of rage Etched so deeply in my soul Compounded by the sorrows Built upon our leaders’ greed The clock ticks Skin twitching Perspiring With neurons firing Percussion beating out More pain, more pain More pain, more pain To fan anger’s flame The darkness encroaches Then recedes Building up like a constipated **** Till wave after wave finally breaks through And I **** blood and violence Then guilt Then sorrow Then pain And the ****** cycle Begins again
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Feb 20, 2016
Feb 20, 2016 at 5:34 PM UTC
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