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Feb 2018
Sometimes those lines
are too empty to hide
All this built up rage
You've hidden inside

Let it collide
Look down it's throat

Let it stand bare beneath you

Let it not rest!
Till you see devil's end.

Light one
Up inside you
Start a bonfire
Stay for a while

You'll be glad
You did
Karisa Brown
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Karisa Brown
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     Rick, --- and Kevin Clear
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