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Oct 2018
Straight from the mind to the paper
Pen dipped red coloring the writer
Inside here my thoughts sink deeper
Deeper then the eyes of her
That blank stare
Sharper then a knife
Seeking a life in the night
Blind side locked tight
She's got my number
The *******
You can keep her
She'll take you further then the after
What is it that matters
To me it's my day dreams
My escape from all these sins
Those short commings
Why I keep going and going
These eyes are snowing
Coloring my suffering
Pain that's everlasting
The memories falling
Remember me
Something I'd like to be
Even a little thought would be fine
Forever stopped in time
Caught in a line
Continue this rhyme
Happiness I hope you can find
Diction
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