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Oct 2011
Somethings,
They see me,
Sickening-
Oh my mind aint what it used to be
Griping the feeling,
Of new light, sinking under the horizon
Illuminating sight-
Like the lion zion
We're not the only ones,
Just the ones with their eyes on
Written by
Kristen Zarrelli
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