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hello, God, are you there?

Guess it's whatever.
At least, it is until tomorrow
When my mind does a 180 turn
And burns me from the inside out.
My pieces have been scattering,
Lost in the wind.
All that remains is dust,
Helplessly waiting
For new creation
And new breath of life
Deep within my weary bones.
KittyFromHell
Written by KittyFromHell
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