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Dec 2012
Weak and feeble
Falling fast
Hot and Freezing
Not built to last

Slowly dying
Quickly reborn
Body aching
Heart full of scorn

I see darkness
Through and through
Is this an illness
Or am i thinking of you
Written by
Hunter J  USA
(USA)   
591
   Emelia Ruth
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