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Apr 2015
It's one of those corner handed walls,
Cracked tiles and half smiles,
Holy Spirit,
Present,
I like the way the lights light up the ceiling,
Nothing else,
Your voice calms me,
I've got a lot of people,
Playing hang man,
Trying to fill a void,
Where God should be.
This emptiness will be the death of me
Madeysin
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Madeysin  Pa
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