Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Hazy Confusion Comments

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Achy and worn, tired and sore, crumpled the weary body lay upon the floor
Tis dull the pain, compared to such immense torment held within the withered soul
Like a turbulent storm brewing in the dark night sky a deafening rage cries out
Pouring down unto the soul drenching it in disenchantment as lies be told
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Jennifer Batch

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