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Apr 2015
Inner demons stealing our last breath,
With only their loving kiss of death,
The broken warring for survival
Left in a world full of self denial.
Empty souls left unleashed
Upon our fears they simply feast.
A Perfect Mess
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A Perfect Mess  Missouri
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