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Oct 2018
Pledge yourself to the king
Or be dead
His kingdom reigned with truth forever unsaid
Without an ounce of righteousness ever shed
Evil motives and intentions is what his heart bled
Disaster and fear is the only thing he fed
He took each step with his head held high
With the pleasure of knowing I'd eventually die.
Natalie Rivera
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Natalie Rivera  22/F/Bronx, NY
(22/F/Bronx, NY)   
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