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Mar 2015
So many nights
I now spend,
begging words
that have no meaning,
to the wall

And from darkness filled of empty spirits to
golden beams of sun
I sit
and wait

But

these eyes won't shut
and these thoughts won't leave
Maybe, i wonder, if- you return
will i be able to sleep again?
Comments/ critism always accepted :)
April
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April  22/F/NJ
(22/F/NJ)   
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   --- and Jordan Resendes
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