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Oct 2017
It’s my soul that bleeds sickness.
Spilling a new breed of darkness.
My heart has been infected
With the sins I’ve collected.

This tongue drips poison undetected.
Passing along this disease to other hearts neglected.
Branden Youngs
Written by
Branden Youngs  Sad City, WA
(Sad City, WA)   
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   Lior Gavra
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