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Oct 2018
It’s that time in my life again
When everything has fallen to **** and all I can do is pick up a pen and paper and write
About the nothingness that I feel
You wouldn’t think nothingness could take up so much space
But I could fill a thousand pages with it
Would you understand then?
Written by
Beth
77
   Fawn
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