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Cut and bruised, from the shrapnel I left behind. Solitary confinement, alone in a bleak silence. Trying to break a titanium safe, wondering of secrets that lay. Shunned away, left to rot in my own madness.
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Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 8:39 PM UTC
Shunned
Cut and bruised, from the shrapnel I left behind. Solitary confinement, alone in a bleak silence. Trying to break a titanium safe, wondering of secrets that lay. Shunned away, left to rot in my own madness.
ryan-de-courcey
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Feb 4, 2016
Feb 4, 2016 at 8:39 PM UTC
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