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Author: Fleshlings Bane
Fiction Rated: K - English - Poetry/Tragedy - Reviews: 4 - Published: 05-11-05 - Updated: 05-11-05 - id:1909952

Running in circles, the first cut is the deepest; the only light in the tunnel is broken

Blackness of cold loneliness, redness of broken emotions, harsh words spoken

Every day I grow older, and colder, tears never cried, lost to the ice inside

It’s been many years since the last time I ever could have truly cried

What goes up has got to fall; I am the pain of gravities power

Memory haunts me; it twists my mind deadly sour

I loved more than this pain can prove true

Life is dark for me, shades of blue

Depressed they say to me

From my eyes flee

I am spoken

Broken



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