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Jan 2015
Untitled
I could yell out
Begging
To the cold
Void
hear nothing
In return
Claw at the very
Ache
In my soul
And it would still
Be more than
Anything
That could ever
Escape
Your
Lips
#anger #regret #loss #sorrow #ache
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