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Sep 2015
Empty...
that's how I feel.
Can you please show me
that this world is real?

Madness...
Rules in my head
and it's the shadow,
which follows me to bed.

Sorrow...
lures in the cornor.
Caused by the loss
of my mother.

Happy...
is an unknown word to me
it's something
that I never feel.
fiction
Echoes Of A Mind
Written by
Echoes Of A Mind  Denmark
(Denmark)   
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