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Apr 2012
The reason why I travel
The reason why I am alone
The reason why I take lives
Is because my life was taken

The very reason for my existence
My wife and my two kids
Were taken from me in front of me
By the ones who I worked for

Now my eyes are soulless
My heart has a black hole inside
******* all types of feelings
Except for the hate I have

Slowly I choose linger on
Killing those who stand in my way
Even the women and the children
Until I can get my vengeance

I've been torn from happiness
Ripped away from life
I shall never stop this at all
Until I Tear them from their love

**All At Once
Christopher A Patrick
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   JM
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