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Jan 2013
Take a dip into my lake of fire.
Into to the tendrils that rip at your skin and whatever is left of your poor, poor soul, devoured by consumerism.
The body of thorns that blame nobody but you, that only add more faults to the list.
The embers that char the fingertips, that stay no matter how many times you scrub.


Go deeper.
Erica O
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Erica O  Land of Dawn and Shrapnel
(Land of Dawn and Shrapnel)   
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