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May 2020
Anger, hate, rage
Bleeding black
Numb heart
Great hole
Engulfing my soul

Sadness, death, decay
Hardness remains
Heavy breathing
Slowing pulse
Alone, shallow grave

Calm, peace, hope
Ray of light
Breaks night
Like sun on dew
Evaporates the black

saved a soul
I am back.

© sd greene  6/15/17
We all have a darkness hidden inside of us.
Sheila Greene
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Sheila Greene  45/F/Dallas, TX
(45/F/Dallas, TX)   
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