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Feb 2013
will i see the sunrise
if i cut out my eyes
and throw them in the river
just to see how deep
this water flows
but the red mist of anger
and the green vines of jealous
choke the good from me
and leave a shell of a human
******* LEAVE ME BE!
before i swallow my tongue
so your name can never
pass my lips again
and ruin the silence of the grave
Ben
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