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Aug 2020
INFECTED BY THE FIRE
OF SOMEONE ELSE'S TORMENTED SOUL
SHE FIGHTS FOR FREEDOM
WHILE TRYING TO MAINTAIN INNER BREATH
HANGING ON TO HER DREAMS
WHILE CLINGING TO SUDDEN IMMINENT DEATH
THE REAPER HE KNOWS HER
WAITS AT HER KEEP
HOPING FOR HER TO DISSAPEAR IN THE SLEEP
WIDE AWAKE AND TOLERANT
THE DEVIL ENJOYS THIER PLAY
A GAMBLER HE IS EVERY NIGHT AND DAY
THROWING SHADE UPON THEM BOTH
HOPING TO HAVE HIS WAY
THIS ONE IS STRONG, WICKED ,WILD AND CRAZY
HE DID SAY
THIS ***** IS A TOUGH ONE
NOW I KNOW WHY THEY CALL HER SCRAT
I MIGHT JUST BE THE NUT AND HEART SHE DID CRACK
HOW CAN ONE SOUL LOVE SO MANY
NOT WANTING ANYTHING BACK

~~~~~~SHE TALKS TO ANGELS~~~~~~
Michelle A Ford
Written by
Michelle A Ford  45/F/Upstate New York
(45/F/Upstate New York)   
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