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Feb 2012
Who do you think you are?
Walking around,
walking around
showing off your scars
like they’re battle wounds
from a war you won
What war?
What war?
Marking X’s off your hand
just one more to go
until you’re a free man
From what cage?
What cage?
The one that’s in your head that locks you up at night
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