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Sep 2014
A little lady lie lonely late at night
Staring at the blank black backs of her eyes
A gruesome image appears in her sight
A little lady lie lonely late at night
No beauty and no visible light
The pictures of things she loathes and despise
A little lady lie lonely late at night
Staring at the blank black backs of her eyes
Triolet
Erin Lynn
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Erin Lynn  In my own world.
(In my own world.)   
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