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Oct 2013
Slowly bleeding
my colors
from the shell that
I inhabit

Fading white
Now turning faint
a blurry mix of hues and shades

Placing a hoof
in the center of
the swirled mass

your pain in
physical form
manifest

(unfinished)
Trey Logan
Written by
Trey Logan  Georgia
(Georgia)   
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