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Saturday, 29 August 2015
Into the darkness
Into the darkness
Where I belong,
Screaming the odds
At a tainted song
Lonely the wanderer
Blissful am I
Quaking a storm
Counting butterflies
I saw the shadows shift
Saw the great divide
Which caused a rift
Bed of roses
Tiptoe on thorns
Toes that bleed
Feed anchored
On stilts
Do I crawl under
Mother's quilt
I face the day,
The lies that come
As I fight
I do become
A stranger in
Where chalk outlines
Align so dim
And on this
Meadow
I shall rest
Within the soil
At nature's breast
As much as I
Seek hollow dreams
A fading girl
Meets troubled things
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