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Jun 2017
My heart hurts,
Like pierced by a red hot thorn.
And it's contents drain.

I know these feelings are fleeting,
But the searing pain,
Feels like it's all of me that will remain.

And all I can think,
Is nothing.
Rob K
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     Chelsea Rae
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