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bipoler moments

Poetry By: blue3232


Submitted:Jun 9, 2012    Reads: 12    Comments: 0    Likes: 2   

I fled into the night,
used the cross to break
my fall, bathed in some
recycled mythology, and
stood there with out secrets
or cloths.


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