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Amitav Radiance Jan 2015
Pain shall not cease
That grips the soul
Barbed memories
Will always bleed
With touch
Serrated words
Slices through
All the intent  
Comes to naught
Love transforms to dissent
And tenets become acerbic
Eroding peace
Suffering in silence
Christina Rosa A Dec 2014
You're not a fallen angel in this
Pandemonium called life.
You're an outcast like the rest of us,
Trying to survive.

- Christina Rosa A.

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