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Feb 2018
Letting the vultures pick my bones
For all the love I have disowned
There's no Embrace which I call home
I am more comfortable alone

For all the times that I have tried
To nurse something destined to die
A life derived by hearts of stone
I guess I'm better off alone

Emotions I will not deny
only to wind up crucified
the gray areas I roam
is probably why I am alone
Jeremy Bean
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Jeremy Bean  M/Detroit, Michigan
(M/Detroit, Michigan)   
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