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Feb 2014
The smell of burning hair in the air seems so unfair
Is there a reason to care? What happens if no one does?
Unnatural
The obscenity of a pure thought will only be censored when given to others
Keep it inside
Safe locked and never to be judged
This world is so cruel don’t give into that nudge
Faith
Only now will a man repress
Thoughts and feelings negated to confess
Shut out and put down
Submersed in deep waters will inevitably drown
Curse
This will one day hold true
Forget how to describe the sky blue
Robotic movements suppressed by cash
An undying love for art seems to last
A million deaths have died in the past
Meaningless efforts to a power so vast
Fight
christopher victor coia
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christopher victor coia  los angeles
(los angeles)   
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