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Jan 2017
The time past
and so do memories.
My mind is numb
and I felt nothing,
but sadness.
I'm empty
but my hand
and
my heart
are not unison.
I'm curious
but I'm scared
for I no longer can write
because now night time
is just darkness
and an empty room literally.
These past few weeks I felt sad and empty but somehow I don't have anything to write and I'm scared that I'll stop writing
Cara May
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Cara May
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