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Jan 2015
Blank grey walls and an empty heart
I am awake and waiting for the pain to start.
Blank grey sheets and an empty bed
I can't silence the voices inside my head.
Blank grey floors but I'm already gone
I feel emotionless, empty and I am withdrawn
Blank grey eyes, and a ****** knife
Is this seriously all I'm doing with my life?
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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