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Sep 2017
The anguish that festers in our minds at night
Takes a hold when our torment takes flight

Why can’t we just let it go
Slice the skin, let the pain flow

All thoughts and reason could be forgotten
As the sickness inside starts to blossom

Mingled and entwined with your soul
It’s how the sick darkness takes control

On a dark tide of false thoughts and dreams
Reality fights while your inner demon screams

Tearing apart the delightful little lie
Piece by piece as you stumble and cry

All your left with is stark reality
A sense of loss in truths brutality

Open your eyes and remove the blinkers
See people for what they truly are
Or the pain and hurt will forever linger.
Melodie Fowles
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Melodie Fowles  F/New Zealand
(F/New Zealand)   
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