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Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell.
A welfare child where the teamsters dwell.
The last one born, the first one to run.
My town was blind from refinery sun.

My generation is zero.
I never made it as a working class hero.
21st century breakdown.
I once was lost but never was found.
I think I'm losing what's left of my mind
To the 20th century deadline.

I was made of poison and blood.
Condemnation is what I understood.
Video games to the tower's fall.
Homeland security could kill us all.

Music....Game....Books...
Website
http://tr3c00l.livejournal.com/
Location
My town was blind from refinery sun
Gender
Male
Nature
Quiet
Favorite Pokémon
Pikachu, Haunter, Wailord and Aerodactyl
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