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Aug 2012
And you can't honestly
expect me to bite
my ******* tongue
until the blood soaks my
shirt. I'm tired of being
the ******* pawn
in your ******* game
of chess. I'm tired of
being sacrificed and
thrown to the side.
I'm sick and *******
tired of your game
Charles Barnett
Written by
Charles Barnett  Ironton, Ohio
(Ironton, Ohio)   
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