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Feb 2015
Harness the evil
Stamp! Charge!
Out!
You(r) demons
Send the swine hurtling off the cliffs of forever.

A mad king sits atop a crown of broken glass
A dead pop princess screams me to sleep
For forever and ever and a day my prodigals
are always running away.

My brother is my keeper
in keeping me insane

Go down to the railroad
You will see the past present and future...
Rolling into the distance like a faded man' is dreams.
An expired whisper escapes into the stale air,
as daggers cut me to sleep

open my door, Goodnight
B Young
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B Young  Philly endlesswanderjahr
(Philly endlesswanderjahr)   
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