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Mar 2016
Shaking, heart racing,
My body is out of control.
I try to start pacing,
But I've fallen down the hole.

Gnawing, so empty
My body needs its fuel,
But all this has kept me,
My body - I duel.

Eyes burning, tears falling,
I don't want no more,
The weight I am hauling,
It's at the center of my core.

I'm hurting, I'm lost,
It's never ending,
And I know the cost
Of just pretending

That this, yes this,
Is my usual day,
No kiss, no bliss,
And the nothing you say.

But I truly know,
That this is not the same,
No, what you show,
Is nothing but a game.

And I, yes I
Am stuck in its disparity,
And that is why,
My love is a rarity.
KrystalTears
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