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Sep 2015
It has me by the throat,
Choking life from me
Stealing emphasis.
It has me by the throat,
A lesson in perseverance
Never to be learnt.
It has me by the throat,
A cruel tender grip
Without mercy
Without remorse.
Quietly.
It's over soon,
Don't fight.
mrmonst3r
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