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625 · Jun 2011
Fading Time
Alyssa Jun 2011
Fading Time pulled like the tide
Dismal and wasted you spiraled
to the end,
Spend the days jaded
From the nights you felt
Alive.
You pluck the hope
and rest your head
You're empty without
Hesitation
When you were Once so
Full.

— The End —