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Apr 29
I've walked over a thousand bodies of my past
Who I am no longer
I've felt the blood and the decay
I saw them rot
I killed them all
What joy!
I've set fires to myself
And like the Phoenix
I rise, I dance upon my ashes
Lydia Cooper
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Lydia Cooper  Los Angeles, CA
(Los Angeles, CA)   
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