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I can never forget the numbness of my feet I can never forget the chill in my spine When death hel...
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I am the trophy on the shelf Cherished and celebrated when received Now, neglected and un-cared fo...
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Is this how it feels When a heart breaks? Like a bird shot in mid-flight A scream cleaving throug...
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Finally, they razed it to the ground The house with the red tiled roof And the wooden balustrade.
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What goes on in her mind now is a mystery; We cannot decipher…none of us, The children she had borne...
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