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May 27
Are you
running from
the pain
The crows
will never
leave your
Brain.

Your to low
To out run
The crow
The continual pecking
Inside your mind
Will in the end
Turn you blind.

The continuous
Crowing inside
Your head
Makes you lose
Your glow
Time after time
Blow after blow
You can’t out run
That crow.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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