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Feb 2014
Can you ******* fear
For I am lost
Broken
Crumpled under

See these lines
Bitterness in life
Sorrowed
This wasted ink I flow

My silent voices scream
Words ranted vermin
Wanted
For a better way to wake

Alas I have your thoughts
And now you wonder
Thinking
Am I really so blinded    

The new day comes
Torture behold me
Ready
For the madness of mind
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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   --- and Elizabeth Squires
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