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Nov 7
If fear keeps us alive,
Why does mine want me gone?
Fight or Flight, but I can't move
I feel like I'm a pawn for
Your hatred,
Your anger,
Your
Lust
.
By Styx
Written by
Luna Rodriguez
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   Liana
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