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Blind

"In the land of the blind, the one eyed man takes lead," and if that much is true, that means that I can't see. I have a way of fucking up a good thing, that's why I'll always be a suicide king. I can think for myself, I need time to breathe. This is only deterring, lying through my rotten teeth. Staring down the sights, the barrel tastes like iron. In my mind, everything is panic, setting a siren. I need some help, I need a guide, and like Johnny Cash, I walk the line.  
Written by ParadoxZero
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