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Mar 2012
Pain rivets within me.
It takes on a form I cannot penetrate,
and spreads throughout every part of me.
Taking all good with it.

I have long since been dead.

And my body has been trampled on by the feet of my foes.

But still my Spirit Lingers,
Waiting to finally be set free.
Of This Curse.
Sierra Martin
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Sierra Martin  20/F/Texas
(20/F/Texas)   
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