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Apr 2014
The heat from the shinning sun faded
Like my mind the dark clouds stole that smile
Yet carry on I hurt
Using the mask to hide my wince
For this dying heart

Even the birds no longer sing around me
Nor flowers perfume my senses
And my hunger is lost
To a beat so broken

For now I will lay here
Crying out a cure
Wanting life be better
Wishing there was more
andy fardell
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andy fardell
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