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Apr 2012
The  blood drips down my face
it pools at my feet
I look up into his eyes
I expect hate
What I see takes my breath
I see desperation
I see a person, fighting for what i am
I see a man
Fighting to get home to those he loves
And i know
I can not blame him for his evil
Duncan Weir
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Duncan Weir
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   Dustin Goodman
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