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Jan 2015
Bed
my prison and
my paradise.
my warzone and
my refuge
the receiver of many tears
the place where I am without fears,
the cause of pain,
and the cure
so *****,
yet so pure.
the place i go when Iā€™m full of dread,
is the place i go to rest my head.
Written by
Kellen K
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