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Nov 2012
Desolate little landscape, barren little eyes-
empty little soul, blackens out the skies-
nothing left to see, nothing to visualize-
eyes engulf the darkness, bring you to your knees-
waiting for a real man , i'm hiding in the trees-
the takers of humanity , the takers of one's soul-
the takers of my birthright, try to steal my soul-
no one to defend me, my protector was a hoax-
suffocating on the stench, devouring my lifeless, soul less body,
i curse him, that he chokes-
Andrea Marie Murray Lawrence
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Andrea Marie Murray Lawrence  52/F/Utah
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