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Jan 2015
I'm a writer who just can't write.
They took my pen and gave me a sword.
I'm a fighter who just wont fight.
They have me under their control.
They took my music,
they took my mind.
I've got to find myself again.
I've got to get myself out of this grind!

(S.H.)
Shayda H
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Shayda H  Canada
(Canada)   
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