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Jul 2017
I tied my mind into something so unkind,
when I gave it time to think of you
and everything you mean to me.
I break like a bark peeling from a tree,
just hoping you could see that I'm here,
not transparent,
visible,
in the flesh,
and yearning to be yours.
I've let demons loose in my mind,
my heart has become the blinded guard
and there is just hell in my life;
nothing but hell.
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Gregory Dun Aer  Home
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