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May 12, 2010
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Life and Death
I stand on the verge of life and death
I have looked over the edge
And I have wings
They cannot hurt me
Or bring me down
I have danced with the devil
In the dark of the night
In the places in my soul
Where you wake up screaming
From the things you fear the most
And I kicked his ass
He stood on my throat
Choked me
Until I realized
He can only win
If I let him defeat my mind
He may grind my bones
To make his bread
But I’ll be damned
If I ever let him back
In my head
— hobo, May 12, 2010
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shirley harrison
16 years ago
Grande! Hobo the great!
magics02
16 years ago
Hobo
xena465
16 years ago
WoW nice one Hobo
ngaioBeck
16 years ago
Fightin' Words!