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by Natalie McPhee May 24, 2005 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Burning fire, has engulfed my soul, I want to cry, But my eyes are drier than dry, My skull verging on explosion, My heart so weak, My throat lined with anxiety Tortured, So dark, So lonely, Lips cracked with despair Although, now beyond your help, My lost soul whispers.