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Dead......Insides
Dead......insides
Dead, no mores alives
insides
One day the water
will wash the dead away
on the inside
The dead feelings, memories, and all
The names dead inside me
Leaving a white hot desert
Burning to the core
Where the bones are bleached
dead white. White hot heat and nothing more
poem
by
Midnights Voice
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