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Oct 2014
A fallen bridge over troubled waters
Simple nights with death's daughters
A drowned out cry for light
But it vanished into the nights
****** hands and stained towels
Empty woods and dark hallows
A candle flame put out by ghosts
Evil words raised like a toast
A dreadful plea for the end
But who knows what the day will send
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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