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Feb 2015
locked out,
feeling the heart bleed,
reaching inside
trying to find what was on the outside,
gaping chasms,
its all too late.  
strangulation,
trembling,
blackness,
feel it ease,
too close to the edge,
it was the only way
Haydn Swan
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Haydn Swan  Purgatory
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