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Sep 2016
There's an emptiness in my eyes,
it's as if someone dies.
And although that (someone) is me,
I feel free!
For every day is a shadow of the reflection from yesterday.'

The bright glow of my soul is now but a fading, faint light,
at the bottom of the ocean like the darkness of the night.
Shadows upon shadows while I breakdown in your arms,
I'd wait till they set the alarms...
**As I run back to the prison set in my mind.
Heartbreak, death and misery all put together.
Ito
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Ito  Chicago, IL
(Chicago, IL)   
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