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Nov 2012
let it burn you to your core
fill your glasses to the brim
celebrate this life you have
knowledge is not giving in
everyone got something to hide
is your problem worse then that
are you suffering from me
or is it you that you despise
curse me **** me hate me
doesn't matter in the slightest
to only live for your desire
power is a game of liars
and i am the worst of all
because i truly believe
but my faith follows no one
just the world that i live in
because i am not really here
just a fire burning softly in the wind
which can not be put out
cause i was never alive
James Schreiber
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James Schreiber  25/M
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     Lior Gavra, ---, ---, Mary Rose and Sa Sa Ra
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