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Spewed out, the Pain,  the Shock, the Awe To hear things never Heard and see things never Saw The overwhelming light, that falls within my sight Colors Never seen, and the mystery of the Word Its only been moments, but I feel so Free and light As flesh has Fallen away to create this birth... To think only 72 hours ago, cold and still, I were In the Coroners Office on a Slab in the morgue Embowled for the autopsy on a Routine report The Car Ran the Stop Sign, doing near Ninety the Glare of the Lights, The Last thing I could See But its all over, the weight is gone and now I'm free.....JMF 12/11/2014
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Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 5:44 PM UTC
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Spewed out, the Pain,  the Shock, the Awe To hear things never Heard and see things never Saw The overwhelming light, that falls within my sight Colors Never seen, and the mystery of the Word Its only been moments, but I feel so Free and light As flesh has Fallen away to create this birth... To think only 72 hours ago, cold and still, I were In the Coroners Office on a Slab in the morgue Embowled for the autopsy on a Routine report The Car Ran the Stop Sign, doing near Ninety the Glare of the Lights, The Last thing I could See But its all over, the weight is gone and now I'm free.....JMF 12/11/2014
A Fatal twist of misdirection Dedicated to My Fascination with Alfred Hitchcock All the Work here is licensed under the Name ®SilverSilkenTongue and the © Property of J.Flack
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Dec 11, 2014 at 5:44 PM UTC
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