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By Marshall Hann Submitted by blessed23 Date: 2007 Dec 03 Comment on this Work [[2007.12.03.05.45.28981]] |
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Bitter defeat (like a plague) how have you found me? (oh, you never really left) My body and mind are ravaged by decay, I am nothing, I'm no symbol, no blessing, I am doomed to walk these hallways alone (bitterly alone) Love is just a word a collection of random letters it exists only in fantasy. O' Pure heart won't you dissolve in the vast emptiness that now calls my insides home because I'm tired of being hollow I have nothing left but this surreal surrender (for the stars, for the twinkling stars I live) |