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LOVE IS DEAD
LOVE IS DEAD
So it is time, love is dead, I have no girl only desolate loneliness
spreading out inside me, sadness leaving tears beyond belief
in this dark hour of my blackness. Mental instability threatens
my very existence, brings trauma and flashbacks, past into focus,
fight as I might. Breaking down to cry in anger at my own loneliness,
find a knife in my...
Tuesday 27th September 2011 10:08 pm
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