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Antidote

Turn my head to the dead......revival.

Affect never said to groove slowly.

Instead its quick, and vicious!

One thing never guaranteed.....survival.

Do not fear the fear imposed.

Avoid the brainwashing,

Keeping one's mind closed.

Cure me with the truth.

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Apr 21, 2013
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