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 Jul 2014 Nathan Sun
Shpresa
I'm drowning in an echo of your voice
Of used words and misplaced thoughts
Decorated in vines and thorns
With signs that read "KEEP OUT"
If only someone will ignore these warnings
And crawl into the hole of my mind
Only to find out there is no exit
Behind pity thoughts
And crossed out words
Leaving only a trail of footstep
Leading to nowhere
A dead end

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