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Mar 2012
I grate my teeth on the sight of me,
my dark reflection.
Once a little child innocent to the core,
now a dark ricochet of light.

How I'd like to bury you for what you become,
just to resurrect you from what you used to be.

from this day i'll cast upon you my apathy.
Vn Copyright 2012
Vn Carlos
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