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Apr 2014
Over the miles
somewhere beyond my reach
distress calls go unattended
my heart goes pale blue
yet I bleed red

someone dear
too far yet near
stands in the eye
of crisis unreachable
I can do nothing
feeling miserable
and only pray
my heart goes pale blue
yet I bleed red

falling bombs ,
propaganda charms
run amok in my chaotic mind
direction , unable to find
philosophers of love
assassinated by
priests of hate
my heart goes blue
Yet I bleed red.

Now here
I bring smile to a beggar
yet bitter residues burn
Patted once
betrayed beyond twice thrice
infinite
indefinite serpents caress
the numb body swollen mind
dissatisfied, idealism washes the stains
as I begin to walk away
having nothing to say
My heart still goes blue
My minds gone cuckoo
yet I still bleed red
Idonotexist
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Idonotexist
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   Alana Lyles
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