fading in an out oh so subtlety. you never know when i'm really there. a ghost, a shadow, a figure of lost hope. you can not hang on to me. please let me go. i am asking for hope, for reality, for GOD. i am asking for a clean mind. a clean body. a clean slate. they are all TAINTED and STAINED and BROKEN and FLAWED and UGLY. UGLY. TRAPPED in years i don't realize i'm living. in weeks i don't ...

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