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Sep 2014
My room has become a hell hole
A playground for the demons that nobody thinks exist
But I see them

Have you ever looked a demon in the eye?
It makes you see life differently

My room has become a loony bin
My bed
A straight jacket
Entitling me to break
I'm entitled to my broken bones

My room is a place for monsters
Ghosts aren't even on the A-list
Riot
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Riot  Pennsylvania
(Pennsylvania)   
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