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in another time perhaps
  but all I have left are broken bones
                    
Broken home
Broken spirit

       nevermore to be found
    nevermore to be clowned

what more can this sweet poison be
   but my self-pitying disease

-another round of messes and broken promises
Written by schizodude (a voice from the void)
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