September 29, 2010
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There is a need for an wanted place, that sets me with a beating pace.

The impulse, the risk
is something I can no longer resist.

Ties against my wirst
waiting to bliss,
To consist of all the aybss.

There's no ending, no fate.
Just a place blending with hate.

Trickling out sanity,
to rock all of humanity.

Live with hate,
die with fate.

Unlock the gate, of this wait.

To live with love,
and die as a dove.

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