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Jul 2014
Alone in this world so cold, ice to the heart frozen over. I fight for my chance at happiness failed attempts such sorrow. The lonely wanderer travels the world in search of someting dear only finding empty minded people. Flying high so great shot down from the sky so sad. Alone to die in a world of hurt. Agony bleeds black fading into darkness such terror.
Written by
jacob timothy wilkerson  estacada oregon
(estacada oregon)   
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   judy jones
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