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May 2014
I feel the echoes again they come,
my beating heart a heavy drum,
It's hard to make myself think,
when my shadows push me to the brink,

the darkness encompasses me,
In the light I'd rather be,
instead I'm choking in the thick black smoke,
voices laughing as if its a joke,

All I feel is pain and hate,
The girl now foe used to be a mate,
She's been stalking me for a long time,
so much so my thoughts are no longer mine,

she stole my pride, joy and my dreams,
stole my essence it would seem,
what is real and what is illusion,
Am I simply believing delusion,

I am alone and will always be,
If people would think I'm crazy,
I thought that long ago,
when I was lowest of the low,

But true friends stay right by your side,
Till your almost normal and full of pride,
I want burning hope to be relit,
I hope you can still remember it.
Scribbles
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Scribbles  East sussex
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