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Limbo

Limbo

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Molded from my painful past 

Those gaping wounds that I quietly mourn

Inundating pent up screams

Coercing me to bleed and cry

I fret, I thrive 

To let go off the rage, crib and repent

Shattering down my rickety spine



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