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Love of a Thug
Juggalo Soldier |
Life is filled with empty wholeness,
Grey color bleeds on through.
My hate is a fire that destroys roses,
The many that were sent from you.
The flaring burning in my soul
That has yet to cease,
My life is like an empty hole,
That will never again feel peace. |
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