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Aug 2014
I want to
s         e
t           l
r          g
   an
the neck of the demon
who pushes me to
be in a state of
r          n
e         o
b          i
    ell
toward everything
good    and
p          l
e          u
a          f
    ce

a
nightmare
eating
love.
Living
cross
exterminated.

The masks that hide your
face may
change
  through
   downpouring
     rain
and days where good
reigns through all, but I can see
thrOugh each one.
I can make out the
image you hide.

Behind
A
Mask,
You
Wake
And
Sleep.
Christian Guild
Written by
Christian Guild  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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