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Apr 2013
5.
Pain Swept
Frozen Winds
Drift across my body
The thoughts of you are leaving
As swiftly as they came...
I mislead my heart once again
Into the hands of the wrong.
Broken as a clock, smashed
I think I'll visit the Tinker.
Written by
Jemcastspells  California
(California)   
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