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Jul 2014
The dream,
A ruse.
The world,
Abuse.

Why is it always the sun,
That dries their thick skulls?

Those stubborn people,
Who know not when to.
*Shut the hell up?
Dark Jewel
Written by
Dark Jewel  20/F/Greenville, SC
(20/F/Greenville, SC)   
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       ---, Fenix Flight and Dark Jewel
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