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Nov 2016
Don't know
Where I am
Where can I go
If anywhere at all
I want to go home
But where is my home
but a house
Where all I do
Is sit alone
I cry, or won't
Just sit there, numb
Come up with sad words
Or a song to be sung
Memories come
But never go
Kick and taunt me
Make me feel low
Throw me into a pit
A never-ending hole
Filled with despair
As I fall to no end
Lungs empty of air
That I wrote down
2014
Astra Zenneth
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Astra Zenneth
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