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11/15/14 11:44 am I am everything and nothing at all. I am everything and nothing at all. I am everything and nothing. I am every nothing. Every ounce of worth left is forced into choking back tears, hiding private fears in public places. What used to be strength and light, is now dark and slight. The intentions were pure, my future was sure. Potential was there, too bad I just couldn't care. I went to bed that night hoping for paradise. What did I receive? Another fall down the rabbit hole of despair. I awaken to see clouds of sorrow yet again. And again.. And again... When will it ever end?
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
The Falling Of An Angel
11/15/14 11:44 am I am everything and nothing at all. I am everything and nothing at all. I am everything and nothing. I am every nothing. Every ounce of worth left is forced into choking back tears, hiding private fears in public places. What used to be strength and light, is now dark and slight. The intentions were pure, my future was sure. Potential was there, too bad I just couldn't care. I went to bed that night hoping for paradise. What did I receive? Another fall down the rabbit hole of despair. I awaken to see clouds of sorrow yet again. And again.. And again... When will it ever end?
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Nov 15, 2014
Nov 15, 2014 at 12:52 PM UTC
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