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Oct 2013
where was the trail, thought we left some tracks
the wind washed away our trace
so that hopefully we listen
and don't fall back
the further we walk
we are in so deep with these depths
this web has us trapped
fights off fact and regret
and the forest has no sympathy
for our arrogant stupidity
so we swing our arms slow
hum along to our songs
holding close to combat the cold
i don't remember
i can't remember
ever being alone.
eyes wide and lungs open
we scream for some peace
can't help but keep staring
both addicts for release
and so we do what we please
ignore all other voices
even the ones in my head
speak in your slow soothing tone
you could ****
you could crash
just please
never let me go
Kyla Mae Pliskie
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Kyla Mae Pliskie  27/F/Wisconsin
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   Gracen Wolf
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