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Jul 2014
Its in my heart
its in my mind
it never escapes this frail body of mine
it haunts me through the day
rests lightly at night
I bring it with me everywhere
though it is never in sight
its dark but invisible
loud but silent
painful but beautiful
haunting but calm
It's the pain of being me
Written by
lostsoul
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