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Nov 2014
The pain of which light up like fireworks
bursting out everywhere
feeling every last spark of which flies and dies
it cannot be strained and forgotten

The bond of which was severed
the one which was sacred and important
protected through all misery of wrong
its a flesh wound that's cut open
and way too strong
Modern Serenity
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Modern Serenity  Corrupt World
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