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Jul 2014
Deaf ears elude me as I lay upon my pillow
Metallic screams ringing through my thoughts

Salt reaches for my lip
Ambiguity consumes rationality

I sit. I lie. I wait
For any courage to face truth

What is. What could be. What will be.

What won't be
Written by
Jacob Green
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