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Jun 2016
i can really see the altar now
draped in black, got me wondering how
i could trip for so long and still stay on my feet
forever ago i could've sworn i was beat
the clouds of ash blocked out the sun and filled up my ears
couldn't see a ******* thing because of all the ******* tears

i made the assumption and i was wrong
thought i was weaker than you all along
but now i'm growing and rising up
kiss me slowly as i sit here and pour up
John
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John  28/M/New York
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