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Jan 2010
When did you become
Blank words upon a screen?
When have your three words
Meant less than everything?

I'm lost without you here
Cold and dark and lonely
Untouched,
Ignored by those around me

Where is my knight in shining armor
While I'm wasting away
I am stuck inside this dungeon
Blood on my feet,
Dirt on my face.

They eye me.
Those with their ***** fingernails and chipped teeth.
But even in this hell
I still can fight.

For there is a light
Far up above
That says maybe,
Maybe you'll come back to me.
Pink Taylor
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Pink Taylor  32/F
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