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Back to the grind by me
10:28 Sep 01 2005
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Back to the hell hole
In which your life stole
Where the putrid forms of life clash
Writhing into the thrash
In the swamp of
Anger and pain.
We aren’t the same
Back to the grind
Back to the place where you will not find
Love of any kind
Living dead
Thoughts of lead
Dead
Thinner and thinner
You sole they grind
Life away it seeps
As our heart weeps
Insults hurled like rocks
But the hurt is deeper
Held by its keeper alone
Back to the grind
Back to the place where you will not find
Love of any kind
Living dead
Thoughts of lead
Dead
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