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Aug 2016
I swear I haven't gone insane <br>
But it seems insanity is what the world is accustomed to <br>
Allowing hell to roam freely through our streets <br>
Flooding homes with nothing but darkness and despair <br>
Killing off the innocent <br>
While allowing the wicked reign over all with an iron fist <br>
It all happens so often <br>
It is as if this was how life was meant to be <br>
Plunged into chaos <br>
As it paints mother nature red to resemble that of a black...beauty...rose <br>
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Rewriting a story that always ends the same <br>
A story of no mercy <br>
Not even to the children who now lie lifeless in their own beds <br>
As a mother holds their severed heads close to her ***** <br>
Hoping they'd hear the sound of her heart beating and rise from their own ashesΒ  <br>
But even she knows it is too late for their poor innocent souls <br>
Causing her to cry blood tears as red as a black...beauty...rose
Dr Strange
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Dr Strange  Atlanta
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