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Aug 2014
The monster that is me
   Is carefully suppressed.
My wildest desires
   Tucked neatly in a corner.

My mind rules everything:
   Even my heart is its servant.
Feelings are no match
   For the fear of losing control.

Because it will happen:
   my eyes will see through red.
Control will be lost.
   All in my path destroyed.

Help me.
For I am losing control.
One day.
I won't hold back.
Legion
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Legion  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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