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Apr 2020
Washed up memories, aching body
What has become of me
In this fading reality
Torn out wings, unspoken secrets
Nevermind
This deafening silence
Beware, beware
Demons and puppets everywhere
Up high, down low
Ready to place your heart
Upon the altar

Soul shining bright
Forever shrouded in darkness
So here I'll remain, regardless
Of the pain.
Anthony Michael James Butler
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Anthony Michael James Butler  21/M/Ontario
(21/M/Ontario)   
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