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Unic Cjonr

(Capriborn 73)

Will I Have The Power


Hammered By The The Hammer.

Will You Remove The Nails, Please.

Still But Stationary.

Dirty Little Memories Are Extending Passed My Past.

Straight Through My Grave.

Straight Through My Coffin.

Which Rust Away Is My Freedom.

The Treasure Is Not For My Likes To Search For You.

That Is Just One Of Of My Pleasures.

I Breathe A Different Breath From Another Type Of Creature.

The Vehicle Of Guilt Is The Lesson To Learn.

Craving What You Like, The Goal At The End.

To Be Free Inside You Prison.

Will You Have The Will.

Will I Have The Power.
The Will Of Shall.

Submitted: Wednesday, July 10, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 11, 2013
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