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Mar 26
I fell from my podium

The tightrope string

It simply snapped

They all sat in shock

Then everyone laughed

I was so young... like a bird

I used to sing

Then uncertainty tapped

Upon my door

He threw a rock

I fell off my raft

Sank on my way

To shore

I was so naive

Believed in everything

My sanity they sapped

Listening as they talk

Perhaps I was quite daft

I fell for a lie

And now I cry
Soulless
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Soulless  17/Other/Nowhere
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