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Aug 2014
I sit here with fear...
My pain will attain my sanity.
That certain part of me.
The tick,  that flicker of light.  
My fight.
What is truly me.
Time has passed and the pain has lasted.
My heart beats fast.
I think fast.
How long Will Time pass.  
Pain.
Sharp as glass.
I think I'll pass on anger.
This pain has no gain.  
It makes like look vain at times.  
I choose to not loose.  
I will see beauty in all that I see.
Thats me.
Athena Zylia Lange
Athens Zylia
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Athens Zylia  San Diego
(San Diego)   
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