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One is but an empty Shell when left with nothing and bound for hell.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Angst - Words: 97 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 01-25-12 - id: 2991694
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No feeling inside,
Emotions have dried.
I sit now, no pride,
No stains to show the tears I cried.
We all wait for the moment to feel again,
It never comes.
We all want for pasts we've spun,
It never comes,
It'll never come.
I open my eyes,
To see the world I'm drowning in.
The waves of deception,
A welcome sight I'm stepping in-
-To search for the moment to feel again,
It never comes.
Try to turn from to the past I've spun,
It never comes,
Will it ever come?
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