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Mar 2016
Its a new grey day
wind is blowing
all the way.
Makes me suffer
and cry of pain.
My soul is burning
no purpose and meaning
only emptiness
my life is hopeless.
I am walking
in the shadow
in this grey day
without reason
to go ahead
and be strong
I guess.
I might have hope
but its small
as a grain
all black thoughts prevail.
Anyway I fight
inside me
to get those away
but the fear takes over
my life is hopeless.
Martina
Written by
Martina  Norway
(Norway)   
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