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Apr 2013
As life went on and misfortune was prevalent
Our minds became twisted, coiled and bent
We became those monsters we laughed at soon
And we are here, and we are hungry, too
Our sharp teeth, tearing flesh, swallowing blood
Chowing down on others' misery, as monsters should
Curiosity leads us for most of our lives
But sometimes us monsters have to say goodbye.
Old Blue
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Old Blue  The Clouds
(The Clouds)   
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