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Aug 2017
It runs around under my skin
Trying to claw its way out

When will I see through this
Dense energy cloud

I wanted to go with him
On that one Saturday


He floated away from his
Physical self
I saw his Siren
Pink hair & vampire smile


Gave way to the lilies
Among the light

His ancestors arrived

He reached out for them
As the morphine swam
Through his blood

We chanted him to
The other realms
Swaying in and out
Of the veil

Gone but not lost
This Siren must sail
Dawn King
Written by
Dawn King  Loma Rica, CA
(Loma Rica, CA)   
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