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Mar 2015
The first day is harsh
I have found my way out of the marsh
to the ocean
The sand covers my feet now
I'm alone
All..alone..
Anger bursts through my veins
I remember all that has happened to me
I sleep painfully, All these emotions I believed to be true
Now where am I?
I'm stranded, I'm alone
Days turn to weeks, months to years
How long have I been alone?
Am I even alive?
Is this my hell? My punishment? My fate?
My blood was red, but it turns blue
I was happy, I thought of you
I barely remember her face, her smell, her touch
I miss my family, I miss my face
I can't see them, They think I've vanished without a trace
Written by
Jicho Piramidi
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