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Aug 2014
You Make My
Blood Stale
Run
The Way
I See
The World
In Black,
Black Roses
Of Sorrows
Radioactive
That Could
Never
Be Cured
Always
Infected
More
Day By Day
Night By
Night
Pain
By
Pain
I Was
A Child
Once
I Never
Remembered
Being One
My Innocence
Was
In The End
Hanged
And
Dried
By The Night's
Howl
That Keep
The Dead
On The Prowl
~Paris Styron~
Paris Styron Luke
Written by
Paris Styron Luke  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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