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Sep 2010
Sick, twisted, coming undone
Tangled, scarred, trying to outrun.

Screaming, shouting, always a fight
Running, hiding, youve blinded my sight.

Crying, begging, pleading NO MORE
Gnashing, cutting, bleeding with gore.

Searching, praying, for a world thats new
Sawing, cutting, breaking ties with you.
Butterfly
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Butterfly
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   Timothy Brown
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