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Nov 2012
The lies you told burned every bridge
between you and me - reality
red rain falls and fall turns leaves
tiny hands claw behind your eyes, making me trust no one
I turn to walking at night, during the moon’s light
but the ground moves me to tears
your name etched on my wrist causes my fears
You don’t blame yourself, but the green mind of God
but i see you - never moving along
stuck at a standstill
sinking in guilt.
Sam McCullough
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Sam McCullough  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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