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Feb 2014
You make my head hurt
You make my bones ache
Say that I'm dirt
You call me a fake.
You say what I'm worth
My bones are to break.
The fire leaps from the hearth
You tremble and shake.
You turn to ash first.
Michael Kenneth Christian
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Michael Kenneth Christian  Texas
(Texas)   
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