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Mar 2021
I think of you and my soul turns to stone,
I think of you i feel cold and alone,
My voice to a shallow withdrawn tone,
My spine shivers along with every ****** bone,
The crown on my head falls straight to the ground,
The glass its made of shatters with one loud sound,
My heart will drop like the beat of a song,
My days will draw on and on so long,
Weary i fall so slowly down into my bed,
I lie down to hide from the thoughts in my head,
CAUSE YOUR STILL THERE
Hunger
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Hunger  99/Hell
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