The words flow from pure emotion
As the pen marks upon the page
Egg
Up the river Across the ocean Around the world One eggs journey of self discovery Gone are the days of just being an egg Time tofind out ...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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