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May 2013
The darkness smelt of death and fallen tears
Blood painted to spell your name on the walls
The stench of the remaining fear pasted here
I stand before fiery waterfalls
The darkness eating away at my being
SpendΒ Β eternity lost inside a maze
The graphic things I found myself seeing
I thought was only a meaningless daze
Time grew slower creeping by, I went on
I was lost to fight demons of my past
I had no knowledge, was it dusk or dawn?
The path I follow, a mirror of the last
This enigma I find myself alone
Hell is a sinners last and only home
Tried something with a darker feel to it, but this one isn't my favorite.
Katlyn Orthman
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Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
(21/F/Minnesota)   
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