A poem from an associate

Darren Shaw
Sep 5, 2017
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"Roar at the window pane, it's me who has to sleep again...Blow a gale and make a noise... A gust through me I feel the force. The sound of rain crashing through my pain.... Cracking and popping through my vein... My curtains blowing, through this pain... Reminds me....... Im alive.... Again..

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A poem from an associate

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