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Pitch Black

November 23, 2009

My last laments for this feeling that i have..
tried to ignore it but its just unbearable.
You’re fading, my dear.. the love
slowly washed away by the space between us

It’s August but it feels like December
I’m trapped beneath frozen emotions
coldness felt like spears through my heart
im drowning in my own tears

There is no hope.

Wasted.
Exhausted.
Cold.
Numb.

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