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4d
The noise has died away; the birds stopped their chirping
My thoughts are all I have
The crypt of darkness swallows whole
My thoughts are all I have
My bones ache my eyes have close
My thoughts are all I have
I take his hand within my hand
My thoughts are all I have
There is a burning in my heart
These thoughts are all I have

Melanie Munoz
I guess I really am unlovable. I've always been unlucky.
Written by
Melanie Munozz  115/F/Texas
(115/F/Texas)   
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