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Apr 2014
Standing there,
I feel the wind,
cutting to my core.
It's a whisper,
holding secrets,
that I so badly
need to know.

I feel the rain
creating tears on
my burning cheeks.
Me, being so frustrated
but so desperate
all at the same time.

Looking up,
I see the dark clouds,
they're suffocating me.
A shield that's
keeping me from
seeing the truth.

In this world
of pure oblivion
where I feel so
lost but so found,
Searching for a clue
that will lead me to you.
JustBeingMe
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