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Nov 2014
Head stuck under the sand
I only see tunnels made by moles
and in their foreign land
I found myself stuck for thirty years.
So I made hell into a home
and married the devil
had his children and
Raised hell.
But heaven was still heaven
and I was burnt black but his loving touches
So I made my way out in search of bandaids and aloe.
Written by
sobie
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   Devon Webb
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