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May 2018
The green is now brown
Poison symbiont in you
Heaven and hell here

Moments pass in bliss,
Lost in your purgatory,
May this never end.

The bliss falls away,
From sickness unto your death,
This will be your end.
Written by
AW Gray  21/M/Scotland
(21/M/Scotland)   
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