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Sep 2016
It's to late to change
For I'm filled with hate
I try to be rearranged
But it is already too late
For I have come tired of being a marionette
For the darkness in my eyes
Can cause more pain than a bayonet
All I desire is my freedom and your demise
But If I do it too fast it wouldn't be fair
For all my pain, suffering,scars, and tears
To breaking me to where I couldn't even "care"
The only thing you ever did was forge me to become your greatest fears
So now there is no where else to hide
There is no where to go
But now I can release all the rage inside
And now I realized that you were meant to die alone.
Dark-Leviathan
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Dark-Leviathan  23/M/Tulsa,Ok
(23/M/Tulsa,Ok)   
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   Nylee
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