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Empty
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Citrine Sharp PM
The empty feeling at the center of depression. To lose everything that you are... quite a tragedy.
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Tragedy - Words: 70 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 03-21-04 - id: 1557270
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Lost amungst my sorrows,
spacing out into my fears.
Creating a world to hide in,
pease don't desturb my tears.

So many pains that strike me,
have shattered my heavy soul.
My nieveness makes me week,
and will cost me quite a toll.

Sanity is no longer at my grasp,
I've lost it as you can see.
Nothing lies within but vacancy,
and I shall never be free.
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