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Gone is my happyplace

I lie here with an open heart
sore and aching
Whet shallow soul would neglect
my pain
the emptiness I feel inside

timeless this pain is
it found itself to be most devastating
and as the almighty ruler over
the feelings I have
it crushed down
over my happyplace




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Publicerad 2010-04-17 20:51



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