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Nov 2010
I stand alone.
Scream and cry alone.
Nothing comforts me in my sight.
This heavy air is closing in on me so tight.

I hear words i do not know.
Spoken in languages i do not understand.
Gloom-coloured lights dance before me.
I feel hollow and ignored as i be.

I have to pay the price for what i have done.
I gave my heart to you alone.
So inevitable is my doom.
Your heart is an empty room.
Galman Frederick Ferguson
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