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Nov 2017
My emotions slowly sink,
drowning in the muck.

Gasping for breaths,
searching for footholds.

Slowly succumbing to truths
realizing, the fault is mine.

I own it as my heart breaks,
yet the clock still keeps time.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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