| by Yonique Myrie | |
| Published on: Feb 9, 2005 | |
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| Type: Poetry | |
| https://www.tigweb.org/express/panorama/article.html?ContentID=5148 | |
| I wake up dead my soul stares at my body body in blood I listen to my sins a sratch record my life's record I whisper a silent prayer a prayer of peace I feel the heat of the past fire for my soul. « return. |
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