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May 2016
The clouds outside cried for my sadness
Tears of failure pained upon the ***** window of my heart
Come the granite grey of day
And that's not enough

Silence from the outside
Noise from the in
No more shall these hands touch
No more shall these lips speak

So this will be my last
Bleedeth me
No more
Stay the lonely till I pass
Comes written on the wall
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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