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Apr 2014
Mistakes always happen.
                       Step into anger.
                Stumble between a rock.
                Hanging down, bleeding.
            Stones aimed, wounded soul.
            Heat burns pillow at nightfall.
           You can't step across the line.
                  Bridges fall into heat.
Written by
izzy
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