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Apr 2019
You don’t see it
Do you?
You don’t hear it?
My screaming, crying
I’m bleeding, dying
And you don’t even notice
You just exchange pleasantries
And complain about your day
While I lie here
Weak and broken
Grasping for anything
To help me live
Or die
It doesn't matter anymore
Empire
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Empire  21/F/Sol III
(21/F/Sol III)   
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