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Aug 2017
I reach for my lover
An ache to share my despair
Depression knocks and wont leave
An echo that emphasizes the nothingness
Alone i was born
Destined to walk alone
Empty handed
Alone i shall die
No one will moarn only miss the helping hand
Why did God choose this fight for me
Broken beyond repair
Lost for all eternity
To wander the desolate land

In my fantasy i have a family
In my dreams i have a home
Reality my cruelest master
I have become a slave to this pain
Feeding it and off it
A twisted cycle of pretence
A false identity of born free and free will
Truth
i have become so used to this self torture
I am addicted
Written by
karin naude  riversdale
(riversdale)   
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