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May 2010
Crying out loud
******* inside
Hearing my own sound
Sanity denied

True calling made sane
Foreseeing others brutal fate
Now it’s me
True calling to be

Shrouded in white
Within a blackened haze
Only bits and pieces
Will remain

Slowly going mad
Life slipping away
Blood coming back
And I think its
Here to stay
Morrigan LaFaye King
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