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Nov 2015
Silent screams,
violent dreams,
a place in the sand next to
a quiet stream.
Realise the tears that the mind can bring when life seems to fade away.

Dark places,
strange faces,
death-stricken eyes
long awakend.
Who could ever stand a chance
to fake it
when living with a broken soul.
© 2015 Sebastian Glyn
Steele
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     ryn and Jaxton Tyler Redmond
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