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Jun 2010
Life itself, infected by ill will
Causing erosion to my heart
Hardened against good in a callous way
I have known this from the start.

The pain the hurt, fear
And anger
Emotions I fail to cease
Go in together combine as one
Savagely waiting for its release.

Let go of in a noxious manner
An agitation of ones mind
As I set it, free on to someone else
How guilt causes me to subside.
- From Half-Devoured Heart
Naomi Hartnell
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