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Jan 2013
I wake from my sleep,
With teary eyes I see black,
All the anger lies deep,
My emotions that I show are at lack.

Like a withered flower I lay,
A tear grindes down my cheek,
I lay miserable for the rest of day,
This is me, the emotional freak.

I cry for the pain I caused you,
My soul is torn apart,
The course of life no longer goes through,
I no longer wish for a pumping heart.

I can no longer bear with myself,
I wish I could see through,
I put my broken dead heart on the shelf,
To the end of my life.
"Farewell I loved you."
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Aikin The Deadman
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