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Jan 2014
Desultory
Desultory
Numb
Lifeless
I have no future
My present is broken
Only my past remains
My past is something I wish to escape
Sooner or later
I will fade
And my lackluster soul
Will be gone
Diana
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Diana  Texas
(Texas)   
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