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Nov 2015
War
Raise the weapons high

Smoke fill the sky

Prepare to be consumed by my wrath

Welcome to my bloodbath

Men resume your battle stance

Tonight many will fall in this bitter dance

Peace doesn't exist as I fire the first shot

Fighting for a cause that many forgot

I feed off their greed

It is a substance that I need

Rage makes me stronger

I have lived for many years, now I live longer

Humans are weak, easy to manipulate

They stand no chance against Fate
SJ
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SJ  Arizona
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     Peter Robert Hamilton
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