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Mar 2017
This darkness is over bearing I'm clawing just to stay true
The air is so lacking I struggle to gasp my way through.
You promised you're faith, you'd find me somehow
Where did you go I'm reaching for you now
Yet all that I grasp are thorns in these weeds
Ripping through me as you watch me bleed
I'm falling now into this dark, the world unknown
Falling into the darkness, where the weeds are sowen .
The lost girl
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The lost girl
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   Dream Fisher
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