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Nov 2014
Tonight I want to crawl into the darkness that grows darker without your presence
Envelope myself in the dreams winding, twisted and snarled thru my head

Dreams I’ll weave into nightmares by the end

I can live reality another day if by chance I’m alive to see it unfold

Feel the bitterness of cold press itself into every pore

I’ll beg for warmth but feel it no more

I say my prayers to the wind and let its whirl carry me into an abyss

These are the moments I struggle silently
Brandon
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Brandon  On the edge of your taste
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