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Sep 2013
I hear you
That deep sneering voice

You pounce on me
At every crucial point

You force me
To break down before the crowd

You tell me
My dreams are too far to reach

You remind me
I'll plunge through the gaps

I hate you
That dark menacing voice

This time
I won't let you win
Maybe Tomorrow
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Maybe Tomorrow
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