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I feel it pulse in my arm Feel the anger course my veins Try and fight the urge to snap The Mark never settles It’s always there, nagging Trying to get me to **** History repeats itself I vow never to let it happen Never to **** my brother
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
Urges of the Mark
I feel it pulse in my arm Feel the anger course my veins Try and fight the urge to snap The Mark never settles It’s always there, nagging Trying to get me to **** History repeats itself I vow never to let it happen Never to **** my brother
Envydean
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
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