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Oct 2016
Broken picture frame window seal,
Glass shattered- it's sharp.
The clock has stopped, no time for me now.
The wind is HOWLING
The wind is HOWLING
Broken bottles on the city streets
Glass stains- it's green.
Blood is running through the gutters now,
Water so DEEP- I cannot SEE,
Water so DEEP-I cannot SEE.
No more strength- it's time to go
Gotta swim in the BLOOD,
Gotta swim through the BLOOD.
No more tears will they see,
No more pain left for me- I'm FREE
Jeremy Lowry
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Jeremy Lowry  Hollywood
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