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Jun 2014
He was young and sad
He tore my skin and swallowed me whole
He took a part of me he didn't have in himself
His daggers looked like tears
He claimed me
but did not want me
He left hate on my heart and bruises on my bones
He is a ghost living inside of me
He is every negative thought inside of my blood
He is the shadow i can not escape
Destroyed my heart with three words
"I don't care"
and I guess I don't either
Born of Fire
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Born of Fire  Idaho
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