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Jul 2015
The color of my madness
Red like the dawn
I strive for perfection
Whatever the cost maybe
Criticism is my reward
Telling all who will hear
Better yourselves
And work hard at it
Forget about what everybody else is doing
Look within your soul
Pill out of you
That which is more comfortable being hidden
that's the real you
stand on it
run with it
Even if its not popular
That's when you'll make it
A true test of endurance
Will you pass
Or will you fail
That is the question
Heavens-Rain
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