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Dec 2012
With this 45 I release myself
From the chains of my self-control
From the walls of my prison
From the pains of my past
From the halls of my emptiness

With this blade I release myself
From the poison of my veins
From the evil of my deeds
From the darkness of my insanity
From the pits of my hell

******* humanity
I have failed all your test
Refused to break down
And bow before anyone
Like a pathetic *** *****

You all look down upon me
Thinking to yourself
I'm no better than you
But I'm stronger
Because I don't live on my knees
Really ******. Don't know what to title it.
Robert Guerrero
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