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May 2014
Rain, rain come today and wash this horrible pain away.
Hope drowned out by the screaming in my head
Faded blue eyes in a room painted red.
The taste of guilt and shame sharp upon my tongue,
Suffering still for a choice made when I was young.
Rain, rain come today and wash all the horror away.
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Spiritus Nocturnus  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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   janya richardson
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