I am an empty tunnel
Deafening silence
Eats at my soul
Cold loneliness
Freezes my muscles
And nothing can break me free
I am one
The son of none
A Leftover
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Author:
arazimus (
Offline) - Published: December 8th, 2018 01:28
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Or to put it another way... you are a born survivor.
Live long and prosper.... start tomorrow... it's the first day of the rest of your life.
Words heal me so they are always sad, but I gotta lotta highs too😃thanks for reading
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