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Lost

by Romy

The more I go

The darker it gets

Doesn't matter what is my choice

It's always the wrong one

I missed all the tracks

But there is no survivor left in me

I wish I was the never ending story

That at least came to end.

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Wednesday 26th April 2017 8:36 pm

anxiety   depression   feeling   loneless   lonely   lost   poetry   way

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