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Nov 2016
Break me down, watch me burn
Light the fire, make me learn

Ive been bad, I can't fake it
Its gunna hurt, but I can take it

Sew my eyes shut, cut out my tounge
Bind my legs, so I can't run

Heart's still beating, not sure why
Hanging by a thread, why can't I die?

Tunnel vision sets, a white light.. no..
I'm falling through hell
With a long way to go.
Christopher Black
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Christopher Black  New Hampshire
(New Hampshire)   
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