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By Lee Hollinghead Date: 2014 Mar 05 Comment on this Work [[2014.03.05.23.11.30665]] |
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The words upon your wicked lips The ones I cannot bear to hear Rips apart my deepest wounds Blackening rot unto my ears And though the pain has passed me by The memory of it still appears A fire to my tormented soul Lights upon my darkest fears |