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Jul 2013
I have no words left to say
My hand still speaks
Even as my heart and mind is silenced
Drained from the years of writing
When will it end
When can I finally rest
This **** hand wont shut up
And I'm trying to sleep
Robert Guerrero
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Robert Guerrero
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