im at my wits end
dont know where to run
dont know where to hide
from this pain inside
left in a world
with no sunlight
left all alone
to overcome this night
broken and bare
not a warm piece left
my heart has gone cold now
no love will be spent
how does this happen
why did it chose me
what made me so god damn special
could've been anybody
26/4/11
Angela M OBrien
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