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Nov 2013
My happiness was just a misprint
The timing can't be more awful
I rebuilt myself up from the ground
I expected that I'd grown from it
Yet somehow I've regressed to when
I let shadows seep through cracks
I've just left myself vulnerable
Is there a cure for hollow cries

Where hope could spill I swim in fear
Of retracing my oldest of habits
The future was once an invitation
And at this time has been rescinded
So I hide in my corner and wait forever
That I'd flow with the courage I lack
But as everything is taken from me
The unknown is deadlier than I wish
Michael Pick
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Michael Pick  Canada
(Canada)   
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