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Feb 2016
12:13 it's time to revive a mind
Been so long it seems the place has died
Crawled so far, Dug so deep
The brain cells muddled and weak

Into the back wall of my skull
Every bit lip every hair pull
Thriving in conditions humid and moist
Blank stares and numb hands were never my first choice

The ceiling inches towards
And the walls cave in
Motionless finally still
My bed is a sea of swarming ant hills
Fire red and a thirst for chaos
The world spins, a petty life lost

Abandoned Unkempt
Letters sealed but never stamped
Petty crimes and petty lives
Blood stained newly wed wives
Lilac scented angelic ****
We are flowers taking form
Theresa Marie
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