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Apr 2015
i gave you all the best of me
all i lacked was sanity
the pieces of my peace of mind
were always very hard to find
but your faith in me
is all i need
to complete the picture
that was burned
you held the match
i poured the gas
we wore no masks
because our lungs had already turned black
Discolored Fire
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Discolored Fire
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   Mary Harris
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