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May 2016
For the love of God
Or karma
The force
Whatever it is that exists out there
Wash this away

Wash away
The melancholic numbness
The sadness that I can't express
Even if I try
To force myself to cry

Wash that feeling
Into the concrete
And leave in my place
A girl
Emptied and free
One who has no knowledge
And no fear
Of this life
Or the next
Breeze-Mist
Written by
Breeze-Mist  19/F/North America
(19/F/North America)   
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   Mary Winslow and ---
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