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Sep 2015
How much do you want
How much do you need
There's only so much
I'm able to concede
Talk means nothing
When your silent
Aggression is everything
When your violent
I stand alone
In a crowd
Nobody hears me
I scream so loud
In front of your face
But never seen
I'm so *****
You're so clean
From the beginning
Until the end
Rigid and uncompromising
You'll never bend
Scott Lipka
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