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Lift this mist up from out of my vision
where the haunted hounds roam
and the wild seeps in
break myself from its strangling hold
and release me into reality
a grasp that can truly take over me
play some feelings into my mind
where freedom doesn’t struggle against every chord
where there’s no twisting within the chimes
and i do not weep every single time
Rhiannon Beetlestone © Copyright 2010 All Rights Reserved
Absolutely amazing. Very dark…
where freedom doesn’t struggle against every chord
where there’s no twisting within the chimes
and i do not weep every single time
Loved these lines.. 
Nice Post I Like IT
lovely piece, good work
Nice share 
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