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Apr 2021
thrumming soul i speak to you
in amber shades of grey and blue
why dreams cascade in hazel eyes
and broken fights like desert skies

i bleed in red and grey and black
stumble along the deranged track
for reality's worth is less than nothing
preaching my life wretched, disgusting

shrieking with each spectacular collision
parched throat and insubordinate vision
dying heart i plead of you
for all our sakes, you must pull through
Jane Smith
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