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Feb 2015
darkness is spreading like a virus
and you're telling me that my mind's diseased
but you won't give me a cure
or a torch
and you're forcing me to feel my way out
completely alone
and cold
and blind
when you promised
that you were here to hold my hand.
Poppy Johnson
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Poppy Johnson  UK
(UK)   
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