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Nov 2014
A cluster **** of egotistical freaks
Welcome to my nightmare
Killing them before they're dead
If you could only be that kind
Cocky snarls of their intentions creep into your heart
Letting you know they gave up on light
And all that's left is dark.
Anonymous
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Anonymous  In the corners of my mind
(In the corners of my mind)   
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