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Jul 2016
You are the phantom
Burned into the images in my mind.
You are the twisted, torn up pages
That I tear out of journals
When the words just aren’t quite right.
Speaking Sorrow
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Speaking Sorrow  23/North Carolina
(23/North Carolina)   
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