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May 2018
Oh Son of two Corrupted hearts and moving parts
shatter the glass that holds your heart,
let the blood flow like rain
You are only a part of the machine they say
but you know the truth
spoken between the words of vipers
you are more than what they say
You are what you see to be
spurr of the moment thing
Gallow Scumbrage
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Gallow Scumbrage  20/F
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