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Sep 2014
I dipped my fingers into my sadness
I fell into it
And it swallowed me
It filled my lungs and
Ran up over my lips

It consumed me
It coated me
It seared my skin
Yet froze me in my tracks

It is what keeps me awake
And yet what stirs me to sleep
It pushes thoughts out my head
To only replace them with many more
Brandon Reid Swaim
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Brandon Reid Swaim  Kernersville, NC
(Kernersville, NC)   
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