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by TheVampire Oct 19, 2010 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I fall down, the tender ground, welcomes me, i despise, I lost. My knees weak, voice breaks, hands cringe, aching limbs, I lost. You reach out, i shout, you let go, never known, I lost. This is only my fridged story when covered with frost, A miserable story of everything I've lost.