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This madness


As a child I grew up lost and confused 

Scared to choose a side 

Tormented with the violence 

The madness grows more and more inside of me 

Spreading like a virus

Arguments in the past haunt me 

They roll like a movie film inside my head 

I close my eyes and try to fight back 

I try to find myself in this clutter 

Find hope 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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