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Jun 2014
An ache of sentiment,
In a caste of doubt,
Passion Pandemonium,
Questionable clout.
How did I get here?
Clouded rationale.
Brewed into a perfect storm of
adjudication,
for every mistake made,
for every lie told,
for every feeling shared.
Dragged through the weeds,
and flickered through the clouds.
I'm not sure which way is
O U T .
Scarlett O
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Scarlett O
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