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[granulated]

                                              Crimson lips
At night my heart's demons are unleashed on my frayed soul.
[Night after day I feel as if I'm slowly fading away]
My eyes no longer twinkle with life,
My ears no longer hear with interest,
All in me is lost, broken and removed.
Torture and gloom spread through my veins like a poisonous

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[chipotlesoda]

if you write a poem book.

i will buy it.