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Jul 2012
Your words were always hollow.
They never meant a thing.
I tried to know the meaning,
I even tried to follow.

It was all in vain,
but now I finally understand
that I have to make a stand
to end this excruciating pain.

Soon I will be gone.
You might not see me again.
I broke free from your chain,
my penitence is done.

If you ever want me back,
I won't be here anymore.
Now I'm rotten to the core.
Beware, because I'm about to attack.
Krusty Aranda
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Krusty Aranda  MΓ©rida
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