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The Midnight Confessional \


By Bolly on 05/27/2014
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My heart fells like a battlefield.
I wish to tell them to cease fire but there is a cannon ball in my throat.
The drought in my mouth has reached its peak and my lips crack for lack of moisture.
Ive been hit hard, so hard that i can't feel the pain anymore.
Tears refuse to cool my burning cheeks.
I've been cut deep but blood refuses to flow.
My head is a receptor of many uncertainties but every now and then, my mind bids me
"Be still, it's not over yet".

? By Bolly On 5/27/2014 10:55:50 AM
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