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Jul 2018
My throat is as dry the desert,
                                     my stomach growls like a beast,
                                      I haven't had food or water for days.

                                      I don'k know how I got here,
                                      my body lays broken on the ground,
                                       dropped a thousand feet down.

                                       The sky is a sea of red,
                                        the ocean is red as blood,
                                        the sand is hot as fire.

                                    Only god knows what I've done.
Written by
Logan
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