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My dream of another world is not dead, yet The blood in my veins is flowing, ever so red Beaten, burnt, molested, abused, but not defeated. My soul is revived by each tear I shed Tears are my message of defiance and my heart beats, ever so violently in struggle for the other world I still think, the other world can be...shall be..
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Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC
Another World
My dream of another world is not dead, yet The blood in my veins is flowing, ever so red Beaten, burnt, molested, abused, but not defeated. My soul is revived by each tear I shed Tears are my message of defiance and my heart beats, ever so violently in struggle for the other world I still think, the other world can be...shall be..
To all women...
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Mar 14, 2014
Mar 14, 2014 at 2:01 AM UTC
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