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Off-White Walls
Virgin light polished wood, time begun begins life's run No place to be when it was could, now unclean, lost in the sun Walls of white might contain new views, silence covers all Time's soot pains, as life I feign, virgin comes to battered stall The hammer falls on raw wound, acid spills with no concern The filth inside that stays bound soul wails, on heated spit it turns The soul that's left is quite small Restrained within self made off-white walls john h. 05/2008
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