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Pół życia

There's a gap in my thoughts,

A piece I can't find,

A loneliness eating away at my mind.

 

There's a void in my arms,

A space I can't fill,

An empty embrace that's making me ill.

 

There's a hole in my heart,

An ache that won't heal,

A sorrow inside that I can't help but feel.

 

There's a scar in my soul,

A cut far too deep,

This nightmare too real to be kept to my sleep.

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Written by
arik-fletcher
Zimbabwean
Published
Feb 19, 2018
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