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Oct 2014
Dead before being born
friendship and love even though sworn
Darkness that looms even in morn
Pages from my past, remain torn
Consumed by time , ****
that fleeting instant , Long gone
like the darkness at advent of dawn
So I lay dead, before being born
Idonotexist
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