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Jul 2016
No light may fall upon my skin
To heal the darkness that dwells within
Draw the curtains and pull the shade
As you peer into these eyes of jade
A haunted glimpse of pain concealed
The horror if it's all revealed
It's the pity that I dread
I'd rather have disgust instead
If it's truth that you seek
Perhaps I'll show a little peek
I'm not looking for your absolution
Spare the awful light pollution
I'm not one to try to save
I prefer the dark inside my cave.
Miss Grim
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Miss Grim  31/F/Rhode Island
(31/F/Rhode Island)   
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