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Nov 2013
So tonight I turn to you.
My night was flipped,
I don't know what to do.

I don't know what to write.
Feels like a thousand bug bites.

My insanity, I fear it.
My mind, gotta clear it.


I love the way the tornado sways -
Bitter sweet destruction.

Tonight I have alone.
Got no time but
to be a drone.

To be a wild, space - case.
No.      Get out of this place.

My love, he means it.
My soul, gotta clean it.


The hurricane is of ***** ways -
**Bitter sweet seduction.
Mica Light Poetry
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Mica Light Poetry  Vancouver Island, BC
(Vancouver Island, BC)   
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