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Created on: October 10, 2009
Like fire that burns,
your stomach must ache.
Your heart must pray to stop.
Like water that drowns,
your screaming is muffled.
The nightmares I know you've fought.
Like air that blows,
your bones must ache.
Falling has become a big deal.
Like earth that rumbles,
your world falls apart.
Your too numb to truly feel.
Like shadow that stalks,
you search in the dark.
But there lays nothing to find.
Like light that shines,
you have hope for life.
But your eyes are lost and blind.
Like a nature you live.
you bloom, you spread.
But wilt along the fall.
Like Love, your a victim,
you can't help to stop it.
You wished it never existed at all.
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