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Mar 2016
It was like waves crashing in sync with my soul dying
Losing you was anything that ever mattered
I felt falling in my center
My soul screamed,
making desperate sounds,
Squeeks like the progeny of snake and rat
Now there is nothing's left to want or be,
So I'll just be a shadow
Unrecognizable in the dark to anyone who knew me,
resembling the ghosts of underground, forgotten cities
Empty echoes
Just the first part
Hillary Cole
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Hillary Cole  St Petersburg, FL
(St Petersburg, FL)   
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   Lior Gavra
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