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Apr 2012
Lost in the darkness of my night
I have long since lost sight
Of that warm and distant light
That some call love.
With broken heart and broken limbs
I'll be stranded in the cold;
Cold dark and freeze
Let the memory of my face be lost amongst a whispering breeze
For I am nothing but dust.
Michelle Jordan
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Michelle Jordan
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