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May 2013
He's always there, filling my mind full of lies, lies I want to hear, drawing me near, paralyzing my soul with fear.
These sick thoughts are not my own, born from a mind that is not mine, but a wickedness of the unholy divine.
Suddenly stricken with the realization that these very lines shouldn't be written, like a vampire victim I've been bitten.  

Another lie!

This was meant to set the record straight, to put you in your place, the world should know your not supposed to be common place.
I will not be fooled, nor cower, thats for cowards, I'm stronger than you today, nothing you say will take away the peace that I can have today.
So bring your army of sinners and demons, from very beginning you musta been dreamin, so hears to our victory, we've already won, and just like this stanza your already done.....
Jesse Hunter
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Jesse Hunter  Indiana
(Indiana)   
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