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The scars on your wrists ripple as your frail body quakes.Faint pink lines crisscrossing in an endless alabaster sea.Head down, chestnut curtains hang..
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Let the veils cloak us all,let the ignorance numb us and dumb us,let salvation be damned.Count your sins as notches in your belt.The innocents cry sof..
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Searching for a ray of hope in a demise-colored sky,stretching fingers up into the choked air.Praying for just one wisp to breathe.But finding that ou..
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An emotionally distraught free verse.
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