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Dec 2012
Make me blind I wish not see the light,
Sew my mouth shut for I wish not speak,
Cut my vains for they need not my blood,
Showed night show me not the darkness that hovers within the soul ,
Take my dreams as I fall to stay awake,
Kiss me not for love doesn't show the tenderness,
And if someone shall ask you what happened  to me,
This you say, this you say...
She was already beneath the earth in a paradise of  sorts, where the light and noise did not intrude.
Diana
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