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What used to make me happy, Has died and left me here. What once was always with me, Is no longer near. The memory of vibrance, I saw within his eyes, Is still in my head but fades as time flies. I remember back to when I saw the smile upon his face. When the world was in his hands, Now he's gone without a trace. The earth claimed him for her own, Just a body hallowed out Nothing's left of him now A memory, a shadow, a doubt. I too am fading, Slowly slipping away. The feeling of letting go, I do not want to stay. He paved a path for me, Easy and clear before my eyes. I know where it goes, And in front of me it lies. How easy it would be, To take this clear cut route. I'd follow in his footsteps, Be a girl all hallowed out.
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 3:03 PM UTC
Disappearing Boy
What used to make me happy, Has died and left me here. What once was always with me, Is no longer near. The memory of vibrance, I saw within his eyes, Is still in my head but fades as time flies. I remember back to when I saw the smile upon his face. When the world was in his hands, Now he's gone without a trace. The earth claimed him for her own, Just a body hallowed out Nothing's left of him now A memory, a shadow, a doubt. I too am fading, Slowly slipping away. The feeling of letting go, I do not want to stay. He paved a path for me, Easy and clear before my eyes. I know where it goes, And in front of me it lies. How easy it would be, To take this clear cut route. I'd follow in his footsteps, Be a girl all hallowed out.
elisa-mawby
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Mar 18, 2017
Mar 18, 2017 at 3:03 PM UTC
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