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Just easing the burden of my self.Rate this Poem
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The worlds
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Created on 7-29-07
It cant be this empty here
this place I always had something
Now its dark and cold
My eyes seem to not work
or is it my heart that has stopped beating?
There is nothing here
I see nothing and feel it as well.
Have I finally realized my hell?
The worlds left me behind.
Please Login to post comments| On August 6th 2007 happyare Said : | |
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Wild! I almost felt that way on my first job. |
