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Jul 2010
Holding on to nothing
In my hands is air
What I thought had meaning
Was never really there
Hope, torn and broken
Love is ground to dust
Nothing more to live for
Gone is all my trust
Emptiness is all that's left
Nothing but tears and sorrow
All thats left is to sit and wait
Because more nothing will come tomorrow
Written by
Emily Madeira
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