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Feb 2010
Currently I feel empty;
I feel drained
I feel as if some soul,
some inner being,
has been ripped from me.

I'm starring at him;
his pathetic face
stained with tears and hope and love
I hate him,
and I am going to **** him with my realizations.

He is dead,
and I am re-born empty,
and a murderer.
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   Izzy Wilson
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