Lonely Christ Poetry
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Thursday, October 3, 2013
Shatter
Splinters of my sanity
are buried deep inside my mind.
Cutting burning bleeding.
Every day I greet the sunrise, golden tears,
dreading what in this day I will find.
My soul, this hole, is left behind.
~J.A.D
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