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Friday, April 15, 2011

The rest

I was choking on these wishes
Wrapped in the smoke of a fire that burned too high
Like venus's sky
I'll never find my way out of this black hole sinking
But now I'm breathing deep again
What's gone is decomposed
I can't go back in that direction
Posted by Amanda at 9:40 AM
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