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Dec 2015
Her eyes, they used to shine so bright,
Her wrists, scared with the troubles of her life.
Her heart, so warming and so pure,
Her words, so confident and sure.

Lately you've been digging your own grave,
Burying all the love that I gave.
Loss in reality and the ideas of living,
Giving up on everything, your life is slowly slipping.

But thats what you've always wanted,
Always taking yourself for granted.
Your life being over, thats nonsense,
What happened to all your Confidence.
Nathan Horkstrom
Written by
Nathan Horkstrom  Des Moines IA
(Des Moines IA)   
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