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Dec 2012
Tension builds, stress gets complex
I bet that they bet that I'm next 
To compress and convulse 
To implode then explode
Once I get in this mode
Everything starts to blow
The darkness grabs and takes hold
My mind, I hold it so close
Then that girl came back home
The love just took over
My anger implodes
My vexations no longer 
I looked in her eyes
Could you guess what I told her
Her eyes tamed my rage
She wrapped her arms
Around my shoulder
Kissed me on my lipsT
hen the Heavens came over
Jay Bryant
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