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Sep 2013
Anger and violence
My minds thinking non sense
Things going sporadic no time to catch it
Its flowing away, going straight down the bay
My mind is of nothing but a dream
Reality is no where
The nightmares of schemes
Empty thoughts with a violent rage
This beast within, it must be caged
My thoughts getting deeper deeper. gone
Now my body... nothing but a pawn
Amanda Starr
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Amanda Starr  Maine US
(Maine US)   
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