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Oct 2014
Lonely in this Strife,
Can any one hear me?
No, they let me be,
Lonely is a word that haunts my mind,
This rope it holds my throat in a bind,
Kick the chair, fall to see,
I was never meant to be,
As in life, so in death,
Lonely till I'm out of breath
Written by
HeartOfSorrow
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