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By Farah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2008 Oct 27 Comment on this Work [[2008.10.27.04.37.13329]] |
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Crumbs of biscuits everywhere, ashes of dust in the air Eye lids closed and stressed, what put me in all this mess Coffee no longer tastes the same, I stay awake I cry in pain You were my comfort, my medicine free of charge You ripped my heart and left a gap ever so large It is right or even fair? A life together we cannot share A heart that's broken what's there to be said? A fairy tale that once lived inside my head? |