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the city is dark, dreary, and dismal there's no escape from the seemingly never ending cycle of vicious men committing acts so brutal every day it gets more abysmal the sun doesn't shine much like it used to clouds of hatred and malcontent overcasting it’s rays fear and anger cloud the skies an uncontrollable rain is soon to break through but sometimes a light breaks through the night pure and bright and keeping you safe arms wrap around you and hold you close maybe you could win this fight.
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Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 3:49 AM UTC
city unknown.
the city is dark, dreary, and dismal there's no escape from the seemingly never ending cycle of vicious men committing acts so brutal every day it gets more abysmal the sun doesn't shine much like it used to clouds of hatred and malcontent overcasting it’s rays fear and anger cloud the skies an uncontrollable rain is soon to break through but sometimes a light breaks through the night pure and bright and keeping you safe arms wrap around you and hold you close maybe you could win this fight.
rafaelbarba
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Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 3:49 AM UTC
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