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by RayOfDarkness Apr 12, 2012 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I wander the world, Alone and in dark, Wishing you were here, To help me stand up. But no, you're really gone, Forever and always, Leaving me grief-stricken, And eternally pained. They say that it will pass, They say that it will go, But I know the poor truth, That it will only grow. Just a shell of the past, It leaves a gaping hole, Where my heart used to be, And it's my final fate.