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Apr 2014
My mind wanders blindly,
Deep thoughts spin.
Cascading me down into oblivion.

My heart aches,
From the past asunder...
These thoughts leave me defenseless.

What do I do now?

They cut me like a dagger,
That bare bodkin of despair.
My love is forbidden,
To break the surface.

The wings are entwined together,
Unable to beat..

Deep wounds,
Many lessons....
A Dark angel,
Scarred by her own weapon.
Red Bergan
Written by
Red Bergan  24/F/Anderson, SC USA
(24/F/Anderson, SC USA)   
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