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Own poems & thoughts
Release
 
Your soul, a ghost
Black stone-apples
drilling into mine
 
out you shall
 
Id make it better
In an empty hell
 
Smashed and drowned
in the look
Conscience, circle-time
 
gained in the pain
 
with defiance
I am re-arisen
 
 
 
© AriZonaMoon 2005