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Sep 2015
This is madness;
Surrender- Falling, screaming.
Time blurs and
Past becomes possessive and
I don’t know how much more I can take.

Lost and Empty and
Hollow and Hopeless but
Still breathing dead air.
Why?

Because someone said
A savior lives.
Because someone said
He lives to forgive.

So now I am simply left wondering;
Why?
Copyright 2015
Miranda Eckert
Written by
Miranda Eckert  Lynchburg, VA
(Lynchburg, VA)   
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