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Apr 2020
A gaping hole
Pain in emptiness
Someplace the sun never reaches
Someplace forgotten
Someone left behind.
One with a mask,
With ugliness hidden deep inside.
An empty blackness, I'm falling.
Falling

Falling...


And then I hit the bottom.
Written by
Katey
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