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Mar 2014
Among The Shadows.

Walking here among these shadows I am snatched backwards
as though invisible arms have been there inside of here awaiting my very own arrival,

And torn I am to just turn right straight around and run out of here

But I am caught here inside of this silent shadow and in-between that gap he is there,

And he snaps each one of these strings of mine
and jack hammered,
I am now dissolved inside of a liquid substance
for him to always be able to become of.

jo.
jo forstrom
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jo forstrom
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