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Oct 2011
The edges burn to black,
The light is fading,
I bleed the colours,
From my eyes,
And swallow my dreams,
Banishing them,
To the darkest hollows,
Of my mind,
As I prepare,
For tomorrow's disappointment
©Nicola-Isobel H.     17.08.2011
Isobel G
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Isobel G  28/F/Australia
(28/F/Australia)   
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