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Apr 2016
The inner, writhing hollowness
That cries out to consume
Showed the man his emptiness
And need to fill the room

But not with light- with shadows
With broken, hateful things
The evil grinned from side to side
At chaos that it brings...
Sarah Spang
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Sarah Spang  28/F/Philadelphi, Pennsylvania
(28/F/Philadelphi, Pennsylvania)   
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