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Nov 2014
Silence tears at my weak soul
words attack my feeble mind
ice eats my skin away - again

It's so cold here in this white place
especially to those of us with hearts of stone

Longing for inspiration
weeping for freedoms wasted
asking what went wrong - why we're here
none of it helps in the slightest

There has been no sight of sun
in at least three long years

Our loving whispers still linger
the smell of your sugary coffee
clings to me like I did to you
when they dragged me away - again

Nightmares on a rampage - eyes wide open
lucid dreams dead forever - like us

One hopeful flame and security enters
can I have no innocence ever -
have these words truly been forbidden?
For the missing
Bluejay
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Bluejay  20/F/California
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