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by Vixs   Mar 16, 2005


Slowly dying, softly crying, feelings of my soul,
loss of hope, its all a joke,
no place to go, nowhere i can call home
because home is what you are to me

Disappearing into my mind,
a lost cause locked down deep, trapped alone
falling forever theres no escape, other than you
i just need to get out

bring me back save my soul, stop these useless feelings
i need to go home, where i feel so right,
but your not here right now

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please comment on this and my other poems so i no if they actually r any good or hw i cn rite bettr, thanks x

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