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May 2012
Pain
I am the night
unlit
weeping
broken crystals
from open wounds
that rend
my cheeks in flowing
trails of sparks
that
burn forever
upon my blistered lips
screaming

screaming

screaming heal me.
Written by
DieingEmbers
374
   Ahmad Cox and martin
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