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Oct 2013
Anger bleeds
as I rise from my tomb.
A stranger needs
the cancer out of her womb.

The meat rots at the foot of the banshee.
A ****** smiles as HE becomes the victim.
Realization is worth a thousand prayers.
Welcome home.
Written by
David Walker  Ohio
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