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May 2014
There is a reason
I listen to angry music
Yea these primal rhymes
Keep me from losing it

My tide of angst, hate and rage
Welling deep inside
And caused by this day and age

Those angry words do stem
Holding back the flood
As if I'm the one singing them

So I'll crank the volume up
Right through the ceiling
And let these raging sound waves
Pour out my innermost feelings
Jonathan B Wilson
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Jonathan B Wilson  29/M/765, IN
(29/M/765, IN)   
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