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Stranded


 

Is frustrating the feeling of temptation, and nothingness.

Emptiness and loneliness.

Straight into suicidal thoughts, of a beginning that slowly loses the capability of being able to distinguish between life and sadness.

Nothing but emptiness that is lost in a road of nowhere, that leads to death.

Breathless.

Heartless.

Nothing full of emptiness.

                                                             I am stranded.
 

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