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Last Hope Of Redemption
Colour me deeply in high tension blue,
like the power lines that hang over you,
show the charred remnants of fleshy pink
which hint at what washed away in the sink.
Days of weeks and weeks of days pass by,
all I can do is cling on until I cease to cry,
knowing that pain is a way of life for too many,
lost souls all searching for love - is there any?
Take the path ...
Sunday 8th February 2015 10:15 pm
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