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Submitted: Feb 22, 2008 Reads: 63 Comments: 1 Likes: 1
So you've lost your only lonely.
no one could ever be as lonesome
as you.
Now your sad- you are no more,
you've got to many things to do.
No more dayz of getting lost in
the clouds
No more dayz of no people-
no crowds.
All that is left such confussion
your life is over
of dreams, and illusion.
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Not as powerful as the last one I read by you, but good nonetheless. =)
Posted: Feb 28, 2008
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