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I'm dry I'm empty I'm a barren land Long ago abandoned No inhabitants No water No love No light No sound No air I'm an abandoned castle Once full of beauty, hope, light, and purpose Once full of love Every wall Every stone Every centimeter Hand crafted Loved to bits So loved I'm falling apart But now I'm dry I'm empty I'm bitter I'm worn I'm old And I'm tired No love lives here No love will come again Only hate and destruction Every storm is another stone gone Washed away Every dry spell is more cracking in my bones Every sad and misfortunate tear shed is another piece of my hope and innocence gone I'm torn to shreds I've been ripped at the seams I'm lifeless But I'm mostly just dry
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 4:11 PM UTC
Dry
I'm dry I'm empty I'm a barren land Long ago abandoned No inhabitants No water No love No light No sound No air I'm an abandoned castle Once full of beauty, hope, light, and purpose Once full of love Every wall Every stone Every centimeter Hand crafted Loved to bits So loved I'm falling apart But now I'm dry I'm empty I'm bitter I'm worn I'm old And I'm tired No love lives here No love will come again Only hate and destruction Every storm is another stone gone Washed away Every dry spell is more cracking in my bones Every sad and misfortunate tear shed is another piece of my hope and innocence gone I'm torn to shreds I've been ripped at the seams I'm lifeless But I'm mostly just dry
erica-farr
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Sep 19, 2014
Sep 19, 2014 at 4:11 PM UTC
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