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My Turn

The Titans puddled grip

My mothers trembling lip

I see the faces, pierce the minds.

Titans hold release

Mothers fear at once, does cease.

I feel the cold I feel the hate

Passions glory, passions fate.

Fight no more, be not there

We will travel together away from here.

Titans stance, darkness glows

Angers shadows hide at night

I take the knife, hold it tight

plunge it deep , his blood now flows.

Mothers safe from Titans hold

My soul devoured by vengeance old

My body lockedĀ  in prisons deep

While mothers rape does now sleep.

Letemdangle
Uploaded 06/10/2010
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