Saturday, April 13, 2013

Birth Of The Demon Inside Comments

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A solitary wind sweeps past me, I gaze into a personal oblivion.
It chills my flesh but by now it has grown numb anyway,
I can no longer feel for the cold, I no longer pay it much mind.
Water I no longer understand freezes upon my face and is carried by the wind. I wonder in earnest why it was there to begin with.
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Wayne McCullough
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Wayne McCullough

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