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Jul 2014
You live fearful
that every night
the ghosts you keep in your heart
may find their way out
and eat you from within,
so that as the dawn breaks
and crimson stains grey skies
you stare bleary eyed, into the mirror of your soul
and fail to see
the demon staring right back at you.
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