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Mar 2016
This is the jail cell
This is the hell
trapped in this jaded mind
What will I find
Thoughts tick tocking away Wondering which way will I sway
To the left or to the right
To the dark or to the bright
My mind is all swirling
Like a tornado it's twirling
The angels they play
And remind me of a better day
The demons they dance
Just hoping by chance
That I will join in
And dance with my sin
tick tock, tick tock, which way will I sway
What's my choice going to be today
Pauline Morris
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Pauline Morris  51/F/Southern Illinois
(51/F/Southern Illinois)   
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