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Feb 2013
Death is scary
But maybe that's Where I am
Deep in the hollows of the grave
Or maybe that's where I'm going
I see the roses growing

I don't want to
ButΒ Β the acid is atrocious
It eats me up inside
Tears everything up that is I

I'm internally burning
The ashes are falling
Maybe its better that way
I don't have to open up

Spill my guts
They are ashes
I am free

I am not important matter
Please ignore me
If I fall if fate brings me to the grave
I can pick myself up and dust myself off
I will keep living in the shadows
Because that's how it should be
Joanie  Poston
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Joanie Poston
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