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Anjee Bhatia Aug 2012
Emptyness,
encircling gloom.
Leaves falling off,
leaving me alone.

Distress,
I deserve all this and more.
You going away,
melancholy has never been so sad before.

Darkness,
am all alone.
No one by me,
you- forever gone.

— The End —