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Apr 2015
Time to write
No time to fight
dancing with rain drops on my tongue
acid rain couldn't sting as much
as the rain on my window pain
of flesh and lungs
smoke evaporates with a passion
and I feel
that i am no longer in fasion
Death-throws
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Death-throws  hamilton, new zealand
(hamilton, new zealand)   
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