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Something emerges from my back |
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Trying to humanize my feelings |
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Doing its best to help me out |
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Of the chasm of negative emotions |
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Whoever it is |
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It seems to modify |
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Remove imperfectly working elements |
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Burst fetters binding the soul |
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Jealousy tangles hair like a mouth |
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Envy twists fingers |
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Anger in clenched fists |
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Hatred in bliidshot eyes |
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Anger in clenched fists |
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Hatred in bliidshot eyes |
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I gave vent to fatal impulses |
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On account of which |
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I suffer now |
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So many burnt bridges around |
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Almost improbable to step forwards |
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I can observe a slow change |
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I am ot anxious to punish the guilty |
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I don't hold the blind in contempt |
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I shake off the infected skin |
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Anger in clenched fists |
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Hatred in bliidshot eyes |
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Anger in clenched fists |
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Hatred in bliidshot eyes |
