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This is the place she calls home
Barbs and molten stones
Cinders, kohl and languid bones
Stench of blood burning
Echos of death moaning
Blood seeping eyes
Letting out silent cries
A wasteland of death
Nothing lives on this earth
Feet burning, she walks alone
This is where, she calls it home
Cinders, kohl and languid bones
Stench of blood burning
Echos of death moaning
Blood seeping eyes
Letting out silent cries
A wasteland of death
Nothing lives on this earth
Feet burning, she walks alone
This is where, she calls it home
Published 14th Jul 2015
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