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The Pawn

January 11, 2013
By Sierra97 BRONZE, Lost Nation, Iowa
Sierra97 BRONZE, Lost Nation, Iowa
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The pain is numbing with each blow,
memories receding into blackness.
Feeding the pavement my blood goes,
Will you answer my cry?

The silence of the angels,
The receding of my soul,
I'm the pawn the empty quarry,
I'll never be holistic never whole.



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