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Jul 2013
Similar to the leaves,
I eventually fall.
I fall to the ground and wither,
Eventually suffocating from the snow.
Trapped
Lost
Terrified;
I have to escape on my own.
My limbs are frozen,
My heart turned numb.
Where are you?
I search and search,
Why can't I find you?
You're always out of reach
There's nobody left for me.
I have to escape on my own.
I need your help,
I need your guidance.
Only you can get my through.
I toss and turn,
As I slowly crumble.
Alone
Alone
Alone;
As I will never accept
The pain that comes with bitterness.
Why can't I soar above the clouds,
And forget this cruel world?
Falling
Falling
Falling
Deep into the earths crust,
Shaking and withering.
Burning
Crashing
Sinking
I must find my way out
Out of this place I call home
Away from these people I call friends
Out of this life I call my own.
-A.M.
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   Miranda Renea
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