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Oct 2014
Vulnerability so condescending
lurks in my mind
the mantra it's not good enough
in the darkness will find.

The devil in my heart
pulls me into my head
I keep running away
but I'm running toward him instead

And I'm falling, unreserved
and endlessly away
In lonely depths of hell
Maybe I'll learn to pray.
Sarah
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Sarah
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     Ellie Shelley, --- and Erenn
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