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Kait Kallatch

Submitted:Mar 29, 2014    Reads: 7    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

~~Its a clear view if only you could see. Wavering in the open field alone the trust seems to make you roam. Destroyed enough to not go on talking,consider the mindless games something that was just used up on you. They saw the dusting of dark it burned away the memories to come it captured the life's & there was nothing more to be done. If it wasn't for the lullaby that kept ringing in their ears where would they have been what would have made them steer away. Stripped down & torn apart it became scattered art for all to see but it wasn't something that most knew it was bloody it was to new. Firm grips couldn't keep anyone sane in this critical world of blame. We know of the crimes that is the fame this is what is spreading around taking people & its a shame.

By Kait Kallatch


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