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Moved on

A flickering light,
A quiet heartbeat.
Signs of life
but no spark.
I'm alive,
but I'm not living.
How do I
move forward,
when my feet
are stuck
in dirty mud?

The light
flickers no more,
The heartbeat
has forever
been silenced.

I'm not living,
But I've,
finally,
moved on.




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Publicerad 2014-01-20 21:45



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