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Saturday, November 10, 2012

THE MIST


Through a mist of doubt we travel
To create what we experience!

A life that stabs our every move

When in darkness we traverse

And bleed wounds by self-infliction!

In love we victimize 

For fear of solitude!

We drink wine of death and sorrow

Then regret is what we breathe!

When we loose those who adore us

Since vile action we inflict!

It's a choice it's not a sentence

We are not blind to what we see!


Written by: Lorena Suarez
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Raul DiBlasio/Jusqu'a'Toi