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Submitted:May 7, 2013    Reads: 4    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   

torn on the outside

being riped piece to piece

you've been robbed from living

feeling like your nothing

being burried in a graveyard

recieves no teddybears or flowers

noone visiting me

i just alonne

didn't get to flashback any memories


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