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This cold and empty feeling belongs to me I wish you would have done unto others as you would done to me You tainted my soul With the color of pain I'm on the verge of breaking down Going insane Gotta stay focused Gotta stay clean I promise not to be like them Never be mean
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The Frozen Arsonist
It's easy to write about conflict with other things around you, but writing about conflict within yourself (that's what I understood from the last few lines) is a bit harder and you stepped up to the plate. Good poem!

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