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by Shannon Pyscotic Nov 25, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
My heart, once whole Not broke but torn, Has paid its toll And now lays worn. Restless and alone I feel numb, With a pitiful moan I down my rum. Secluded from the rest I lay in wait, For my life to arrest and be taken away. 'Coz without you I don't exist, My life's askew Under a constant mist. By Shannon Babehhh <3