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8/13/2012 8:35:07 PM
In a heap of careless bloodsheds
Shades of different twilights
And murders for that lone sake
for pennies clenched in fist to fight
with every stroke of a violence
born out of several reasons
u can feel the growth of a stranger silence
the one that bloomed through all seasons
In cheap so cash and a filthy trash
dumped with broken bones of fate
and a deal he made for a hunger's bash
with countless slaughters of helpless mates
but a hand that causes a thousand pains
not always dwells with a cruel mind
faces behind those bloody stains
belongs to a being of a different kind.
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