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Mar 2014
You walk these ***** streets
Stained with blood and genocide
Flaws effervesce
But violence suppress
Cracks line the sides of every path
That seems to tell the history of the place
Jagged broken stories
Try so hard to stay hidden
But resurface at the shot of a gun
And another body left to join the army of the dead
The place where broken dreams go
The graveyard of our biggest hopes
Let’s **** off our failures and start clean
Because they don’t know another way
In a world where danger comes out to play
And hatred runs deep
It’s not very fun being gay
Silver Wolf
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Silver Wolf  nature is my home
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