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Stuck in a mist Lost in a haze A end of life No more days A path not shown A darkness creeps A creature prowls crouching it leaps Slashing, tearing You heart it yearns A beat you miss A pain that burns Nothing ahead your life you lack No way to retrieve Its not coming back The end is here The lid nailed on Six feet under Too late your gone
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
Gone
Stuck in a mist Lost in a haze A end of life No more days A path not shown A darkness creeps A creature prowls crouching it leaps Slashing, tearing You heart it yearns A beat you miss A pain that burns Nothing ahead your life you lack No way to retrieve Its not coming back The end is here The lid nailed on Six feet under Too late your gone
zainab
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May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
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