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Apr 2014
On this dark and cold night there is but the sound of my love,i feel her ever breath and her curve under the crimson moon,and the vast mercury ocean lies be for us and nothing more, but alas i can not move nor can i here what she is yelling at but i see her face in panic and blood on her hands, my blood i realize and the hole in my cheast over my heart, now i lose my sight and see only the darkness closeing around me love, i now now whats happing and i cry not for the fact im dying but the fact im leaving
michael mcAdam
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michael mcAdam  rhode island
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