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Created on: September 04, 2009
The empty pit,
the stinking eyes,
the beating heart,
the wondering eyes.
The sense of loss,
and of being alone,
the fake smiles,
no emotion shown.
overwhelming feelings,
no control,
racing memories,
desperation grown.
nothing left to do,
but losing the days,
hiding away,
in past memories.
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