June 8, 2010
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The tentacles of hate
and tendrals of greed wrap around the lies that have been agreed
lurking at the bottom of a well seasoned soul

But slowly those lies can no longer be bound
and they become an ink that swirls around
darkening every crevice of a well-seasoned soul.

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