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4d
Gravedigger illuminating
Lonely eyes
Where dreams
Came to die
Loaded gun
Broken
Sifting through stone
Searching for a meaning
Holding on too what
Always fighting
Thee failures of wasting time
Staying between
Thee lines
Has become a bit easier
If I could speak
Now into existence
Why did it take
So long to get me here
Dead end roads
Piled up
Mirrors on thee walls
They lied to me all my life
A replica I’m not
No longer a prisoner
Of the games they played
Mere image of what I used to be
Squashed
That dog won’t hunt anymore
He’s buried and dead
Prettier pictures became me
Blank canvases now of my own choosing
They light up my world to no end
I create what I want
And do what I see fit with them
Jay Jelly
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Jay Jelly  48/M/NC
(48/M/NC)   
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