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Into the fray

I want to spring off into the night

Cause destruction and start the fight

I know right now I am no hero

But I swear now, I am no zero

I feel as though I was put in the wrong time

I feel so strange nothing to call mine

Everywhere else seems better than here

My life feels nothing but austere

I yearn to find a place on this earth

If that day comes I will feel true mirth

Some people who exist, make life worth it

Too bad those people are rare and whit

If that's how It will be, then I stay alone

I would rather that then life as a drone

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sean-keane
Irish
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Mar 19, 2010
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