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Nothing Left


So this is the bottom,

The lowest of lows

A place where tears never cease to exist,                                                                                  Emotional pain physically hurts,                                   

And life is nothing more than going through the motions

I have no way out                                                                                                                                       I am trapped

I have given up mind, body, and soul                                                                                               Where do I go from here

© Lauren Michele Poetry, 2013

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