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Here in somber |
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A pale face of teenage waste |
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Shuns the young |
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And buries the exile six feet deep |
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Freewill finds fury |
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In ridicule |
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And instability |
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Force fed |
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Half said |
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This benevolent creation |
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Love and loathe |
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The fixation so endlessly |
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Strip the pride |
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Secured in egotism |
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Clings to lips |
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Spitting truth-absorbing agony |
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Hold out |
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Coercion will prolong the drama |
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Held inflictions |
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Beware of their return |
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Courage bestowed |
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In the stillness sits sedated |
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Concealed when calling in silent |
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Outshine |
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Voiceless deliverance |
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Don't come any closer |
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Patience are wearing |
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Left behind |
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Intrepid tone of a cutthroat youth |
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Left to find |
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Ways out of torment |
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Time passed |
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First with engaging eyes |
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Now scowled browed |
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With the closed fist of resistance |
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Grim days |
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Sweating hours of slowed misgivings |
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Spent cursed nights |
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Mending memories from the blood that's spilt |
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Voiceless people |
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Eye for an eye |
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Prelude to revenge |
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Eye for an eye |
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Prelude to revenge |
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My war |
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My way |
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My war |
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Boy mundane |
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Knows where intentions lay |
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Filtered infection |
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The brink of self-destruct |
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Unsung |
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Invasion of unruly tongue |
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Low stone cold |
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Bearer of reprisal |
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Eye for an eye |
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Prelude to revenge |
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Eye for an eye |
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Prelude to the fatalist |
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Outshine |
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Voiceless retaliation |
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Who is really the lesser of two evils? |
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My war |
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My way |
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My war |
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The kid still has his say |
