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Aug 2014
They force fed me
the crucifix
& now,
now all I do is *****,
***** words trying,
trying to make sense
of it all.

Those sick *******
tried hard,
tried hard
to change me.
Jonny Angel
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Jonny Angel  GRB090423
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