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Dec 2015
Blade dragging across my flesh
Faster and faster
Swift and steady
Not feeling a thing
Dancing as it tares my skin
Drops of blood
Like tear drops tricking down
Black blood
Cold and dead
With out feeling
No pain or joy
A hallow doll
Able to feel nothing
But relief
Ranger
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Ranger  In the Dark
(In the Dark)   
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   Dana Colgan
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