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Demons land
What would it be like to
Lie on the street
Feeling the cold black tar
Underneath stomach
Under the shining moonlight
Forbidden and isolated
On a long journey
The destination in a sea
Torn and cold
Flown onto an island
A quarry
Crushed stone and pick
What would it be like?
Published 16th Jun 2013
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Anonymous
17th Jun 2013 2:51am
Might be peaceful for a while to be just with yourself. This made me think for sure. :)
17th Jun 2013 10:37am
