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Jun 2012
i see light coming
i'm beating the monsters inside
the birds are alive and humming
i have tried
and i have found sweet joy
in the things life can offer me
i am done with your games and toys
to all of you, i am free
your ropes no longer bind me, i tell
or will they ever again
because i am free of this personal hell
cause the only hell i deserve now is that of freshmen

the light reaches me, deep down here
stop and listen
i stop and leer
i hear the sound of monsters i have beaten
blonde, bruised, confused
i run away
amused

the dark days of my past are gone
they disappeared with the feeling of me caring
of me wishing it could all stop
be careful for what you wish for
it might come true
but i learned, not to push my luck
Sam McCullough
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Sam McCullough  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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