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Nov 2013
Clouds came like a stampede of bulls
Darkness would overcome and always rule
Pain & suffering became the norm
Cold & dreary instead of sunny & warm

No way out nowhere to run
The pain wont go cant find a gun
I hit the floor and bow my head
Please take me now make me dead

It doesnt happen i must endure
Life ain't for cowards thats for sure
I get up and breath in
Gotta start now i will begin
Dan C
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Dan C  the Net
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   ---, Emily Tyler and Isabella Pullivan
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