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May 2014
Sight's before me sorrow's my vision
Old and the needy stay sitting
Waiting for fate
Waiting their future
In a place no one wants to be

Welcome to the badlands
A place where time has fell
Life has stopped
My bowed head can do no more
As children cry for peace

I seek solace in the extortion
A tepid flavored liquid does nothing
To lighten me
So now my only focus is the death bin
My only aim for this putrid vileΒ Β 

Breath as I do
Nothing is hiding
Every all is waiting
Only the sharp may satisfy
My woe

Time is waining
The urge to scream has bubbled
The badlands holds me
Bait's my anger
Teases my rage

Stick me
Heal me
Boost my glowing
Seed my life
Let me go

The voice is near
My name to call
Escape my fear
Cure us
Cure us all
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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