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By Dan Hill Submitted by wolfscreamer Date: 2002 Aug 02 Comment on this Work [[2002.08.02.10.46.30998]] |
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When the hurt comes, you close your eyes,as if to drown out the pain. You,re losing a piece of your soul,but you fight like a fool to find it again. You turn out the lights ,greet the coldest of nights,as the darkness holds you like a distant lover. When the hurt digs in that far, you scramble for who you are,too scared to be alone, too scared to find another. |