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Mar 2012
my life was lifted just above me
now I have to live with what I did
live with what I see.

I have seen a battlefield as a classroom
a warzone as a desk
when nothing is as it should be
then nothing is at rest

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In trying to cure this one wound
they have begun to open various cuts
of which are now beginning to fester and scar
I am one of those cuts.

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I have no sense of hope,
no pure feelings
no... nothing.
I cannot feel anymore
not the sun
not the wind...
nor do I ever think I will
feel... again...


By: RAIN <3
Ginger Gray
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Ginger Gray
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