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Apr 2018
Our bodies,
the shells that hold the our souls
The bond I've made
A bond so broken

It's so easy to disguise
my mind and my inside
Destruct and disapprove
I'm the one that loses

I'm the one inside
I'm not the face you see
That one of my creations
Through ways of hate
I treat

I live just about
I love others for myself
And I laugh to hide
The pain of what I have created

A monster that hold deep within
What I hide and what I've taken

It's too late now to seek
To find what I destroyed
There is no clean slate
There but to avoid.

Until you can't
Clodagh O'Sullivan
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Clodagh O'Sullivan
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