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Fills Me

Poetry By: Bonnylynn

Tags: Empty, Beating, Cold

short and sweet

Submitted:Mar 5, 2013    Reads: 8    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

Darkness Fills me up, and all I feel is cold.

Just as though an empty cup has nothing left to hold.

The urge to conquer someone, leaves me beating everyday.

The wanting to be noticed, is to much for me to say.


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