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Mar 2013
...She ran asleep chasing
ghosts
Wondering why
she ended up
faithless
She had dreams
and a hope and
a glass of poison
in case things get
too much
Blinded and lost, she
prayed in the arms of
her shadow and
never wanted to stare
at the sun
Restless
she tried to rest
but it's a curse that she couldn't
and never
will...
Mek
01.18.13
Mek and the Infinite Madness
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Mek and the Infinite Madness  Under my bed...
(Under my bed...)   
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