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Feb 2014
This throbbing pain,
In my shoulder,
Is driving me insane!
I'm beginning to feel
It's where the bad one lives,
Where he makes his home,
From where he strikes out,
To turn my world to ****.
I have to control this,
I have to eliminate this pain,
Before it spreads throughout,
And I become him.
If I can't,
Will I need to cut it off ?
Kopter Zero
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Kopter Zero  United States
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