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Feb 2015
The sun rises over the vacant lot
Whether I want it to or not
I have no control
Over the sun or any of my goals

I feel like I lost myself
Years ago
I didn’t see it coming
I didn’t know

I am the vacant lot
Straight through to my soul
I can’t feel the sun
Just an empty hole

There is no warmth
Only cold despair
No one knows
And no one cares

So what will happen to me?
Whatever is meant to be
The sun is so bright
I’m blinded, I cannot see

Please someone set me free…
GailForceWinds
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GailForceWinds  Montville, NJ
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