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Mar 2017
Dear muse
Is this the end?
Will my mind finally
Withdraw from the
Memories clinging

These memories need to be
Burnt with the rest of my heart
Crumble and disappear
A wisp of smoke

I still don't know
Whats real
Too many unanswered
Questions words
Wanting to be spoken

Dear muse
I am
Tired of this
You refuse to say
You were wrong
Admit you caused
This pain
Written by
Desert Rose
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   cait and Johnny Scarlotti
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