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Mar 2013
As the leaves fade to blood
And the sky falls through.
I will find the dove,
They sacrificed for you

A hidden loom of greed in here
My pain was not to last
Like the baby in the bath water
I was forgotenn wisth the trash

Seamless and hollow
But I know it's not me
Trying to rip through
This flesh, you see?

Tempted by hate
But driven by love
I have no faith in
Below or Above

It's all in vain
This path i led
If all i will feel
Is crippled regret.
Patrick G Townsend
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Patrick G Townsend
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