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Death Grip

My grip on reality is too tight, I can barely breath. My imagination is slowly dying, I've lost my ability to dream.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 12/3/2012 1:22:00 PM
Congratulations on your "November Poem" contest win Emily. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/27/2012 9:31:00 AM
Congratulations on your win, Emily! love/hugs, Leonora
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Date: 11/27/2012 1:48:00 AM
Congratulations on your winning place Emily xx
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Date: 11/26/2012 9:43:00 PM
Emily, . Congratulations :-) with your winning poem.. Thank you for the awesome NOVEMBER'S poem entry..pd
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Date: 11/12/2012 1:52:00 PM
Dreams never die only spirit does. My thoughts. Michael
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