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Hurt
Abstract anxiety eats at razor thinned shins,
Anguish engulfs lost and last,
Previous pretenses portray pessimistic pain,
Friday 24th October 2014 5:09 pm
Free Write - Little Souls
Wishing humble resolution, reversed on both ends of a lucid looking glass. Hoping hopelessness, Remembering remnants, miniscule moments. What could have been different my innocents, pieces, parts, carbon copies of the softened edges of my sanctified soul. Forever asking for your eternal forgiveness. Unable to forget the forgetable fear, between your eyes.... And mine. The moment, minute, of ...
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