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Empty feelings


Heartache, has me drawing in my own sorrow 

Just let it rain dysphoria all over my sunny day,

now i'm flooding with bleakness woe and the thing that has never left my side 

GRIEF

Dark and deep you made promises to me you wouldn't keep,

the wounds you left on me needs some healing 

Monkeys climb,

Eagles fly,

People try, but will that be enough before the end of time?

 
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AbraKateDabra
<p>From heartache comes great pieces of poetic art and this is one of them!</p>

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