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Mar 2011
Hope eats away,
At my insides,
Hollow though they are,
It burns through it all,
Desperately,
A sickness fills my heart,
Nauseating,
A chilling fever,
Freezing the emptiness,
'Til everything melts away,
And I'm screaming,
For nothing
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.      17.03.2011
Isobel G
Written by
Isobel G  28/F/Australia
(28/F/Australia)   
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