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Sep 2014
As you lay there
my wings are shorn away
I was your guardian angel
but now you've gone away

My back is broken and bleeding
not too different from your soul
and my mind is aching
I can't take a step

I want to fly
but instead of wings
I have holes
and
a ****** mess
jinx
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jinx  23/California
(23/California)   
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