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Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Nothing Left

I can feel it
Deep inside
All the feelings
I've tried so hard to hide
Being all alone
Never felt so cold
Until being alone
Was all I owned
Nothing to hide the scars
That should run up and down my arms
Nothing to keep me here,
Where I'm supposed to belong
Nothing to hold,
While the world turns cold
Nothing left,
Society is the theft.
Isabella Rachel
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