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Oct 2018
I was like an angel fallen out of the sky,
Hungry for bread but only searching for wine,
And just like a needle phasing through skin,
I showed you the light and then drowned you in sin.

I am a pile of limbs and dog bones,
chewed on and hallow
I cry for my marrow
Out lost in the yarrow,
I'm sorry I'm here and not home.
Paul Donnell
Written by
Paul Donnell  Augusta Ga
(Augusta Ga)   
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   Fawn and Krista DelleFemine
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