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Not This Time

Loneliness everywhere I turn.

Watching my soul burn.

Enveloping my existence.

Insanity drowning my resistance.

Crying on the floor.

Reaching for the door.

Screaming from the pain inside.

Losing the awful fight.

No one tries to find me

Though it's too late; just let me be.

Beautiful tragedy in the making.

My tortured body forsaking.

Too busy with the evil in the room

While I lay in my tomb.

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katy-mack
American
Published
Jan 16, 2010
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Written by Kathrine Mack. Date and time unknown.

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