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Mar 2017
Sometimes you are like those lights...
The new ultra bright LED ones small but blindingly bright.
The ones they tell you to shine in the attackers face... to give you a few seconds advantage.
Sometimes you are like one of those knives...
All sharp and impossible to defend against like the one your brother had that day.
Sometimes you bleed like you are having a **** only louder and less controlled.

But your my brother.......

And this is Rock and Roll.
Written by
Rukowski  Glasgow
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