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Nov 2015
I'm enslaved within a dying fire
I can't feel the flames
But I can the hollowness under my skin
To admit I'm dying with it would be too hard
I can't cope with the fact it's breaking an already broken heart
So I'll go into a deep slumber and dream of a beating heart to save me
Rare but Relevant
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Rare but Relevant  Wytheville, Va
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