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May 2016
I have stepped on the toes of the past.
I awoke a starving Titan.
Hungry for my present and future commodities.
Found myself struggling to stay alive in the belly of the beast.
I wish you were theΒ Β ache in my bones.
A little bit of medication is all need
To cure the pain you cause.
I keep writing the same chapter,
keep leafing the pages
To find myself staring at the same place.
Wolves are eating my limbs.
I bath them in black blood.
Retracing my steps as I leave a bleeding trail.
For the rest of the beast after my thoughts.
Jo Baez
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Jo Baez  Los Angeles, Ca.
(Los Angeles, Ca.)   
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