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Inga Barlett Jan 2014
pick apart the pieces of my body
leaving my soul raw and exposed
vulnerable to the harsh surroundings
people come and go
throwing salt into the wounds
further damaging what is already
beyond repair
Inga Barlett Jan 2014
Lucidity, in it's elusive state
Understanding ebbs and flows
throughout my brain
Confusion masks the truth
that lies beneath
Fond of clarity
lucidity come back to me

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