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Jan 2013
No one can save her.

Only torment and chaos.

No light no order no hope.

Sinking deeper and deeper
As they drown
In alcohol
In tears
In blood

They taste all three
On their lips
The burn, the salt, the rust
Epiphany – everything is beauty
But there is no more time

Spin into oblivion.
Alexandra of Old
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