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Tangled Briers
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1996-1999 Tangled briers tear at my heart.
Scattered memories twist in the wind.
My self image is tarnished.
With the filth that is my soul.
Treasured mementos of sacredcy.
When the being who was me.
Was of the purest white.
Wishing I still had the person.
Who resided in me.
