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Jan 2014
how can a vibrant soul have
demons deep inside
but still shine

how can the works of beauty
be tainted
with blood and crime

how can my love for you grow
and die
at the same time

thousands of questions
thousands of thoughts
all run through my mind
perhaps they should not

unwelcomed guests
scared to go to bed
for what i must face
when i'm in my head
Bell'Alta
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